nd to.'

Away flew the Butterfly to his wife, who was crying, 'I dare you to do
it! I dare you to do it! Stamp! Stamp now! Stamp!' Balkis saw the four
vast Djinns stoop down to the four corners of the gardens with the
Palace in the middle, and she clapped her hands softly and said, 'At
last Suleiman-bin-Daoud will do for the sake of a Butterfly what he
ought to have done long ago for his own sake, and the quarrelsome Queens
will be frightened!'

Then the Butterfly stamped. The Djinns jerked the Palace and the gardens
a thousand miles into the air: there was a most awful thunder-clap, and
everything grew inky-black. The Butterfly's Wife fluttered about in the
dark, crying, 'Oh, I'll be good! I'm so sorry I spoke. Only bring the
gardens back, my dear darling husband, and I'll never contradict again.'

The Butterfly was nearly as frightened as his wife, and
Suleiman-bin-Daoud laughed so much that it was several minutes before he
found breath enough to whisper to the Butterfly, 'Stamp again, little
brother. Give me back my Palace, most great magician.'

'Yes, give him back his Palace,' said the Butterfly's Wife, still flying
about in the dark like a moth. 'Give him back his Palace, and don't
let's have any more horrid magic.'

'Well, my dear,' said the Butterfly as bravely as he could, 'you see
what your nagging has led to. Of course it doesn't make any difference
to _me_--I'm used to this kind of thing--but as a favour to you and to
Suleiman-bin-Daoud I don't mind putting things right.'

[Illustration: THIS is the picture of the four gull-winged Djinns
lifting up Suleiman-bin-Daoud's Palace the very minute after the
Butterfly had stamped. The Palace and the gardens and everything came up
in one piece like a board, and they left a big hole in the ground all
full of dust and smoke. If you look in the corner, close to the thing
that looks like a lion, you will see Suleiman-bin-Daoud with his magic
stick and the two Butterflies behind him. The thing that looks like a
lion is really a lion carved in stone, and the thing that looks like a
milk-can is really a piece of a temple or a house or something.
Suleiman-bin-Daoud stood there so as to be out of the way of the dust
and the smoke when the Djinns lifted up the Palace. I don't know the
Djinns' names. They were servants of Suleiman-bin-Daoud's magic ring,
and they changed about every day. They were just common gull-winged
Djinns.

The thing at the bottom is a picture of