and pinky cheeks and a mouth that smiled, was the
Princess whom they supposed to have been killed by the thousand arrows
of their thousand archers.

Before they had time to say a word the Princess said:

'Good morning, Your Majesties. I am afraid you have had bad dreams. So
have I. Let us all try to forget them. I hope you will stay a little
longer in my palace. You are very welcome. I am so sorry you have been
hurt.'

'We deserved it,' said the Queen, 'and we want to say we have heard the
voice of conscience, and do please forgive us.'

'Not another word,' said the Princess, '_do_ let me have some fresh tea
made. And some more eggs. These are quite cold. And the urn's been
upset. We'll have a new breakfast. And I _am_ so sorry your faces are
so sore.'

'If you kissed them,' said the voice which the King and Queen called the
voice of conscience, 'their faces would not be sore any more.'

'May I?' said Ozyliza, and kissed the King's ear and the Queen's nose,
all she could get at through the bandages.

And instantly they were quite well.

They had a delightful breakfast. Then the King caused the royal
household to assemble in the throne-room, and there announced that, as
the Princess had come to claim the kingdom, they were returning to their
own kingdom by the three-seventeen train on Thursday.

Every one cheered like mad, and the whole town was decorated and
illuminated that evening. Flags flew from every house, and the bells all
rang, just as the Princess had expected them to do that day when she
came home with the fifty-five camels. All the treasure these had carried
was given back to the Princess, and the camels themselves were restored
to her, hardly at all the worse for wear.

The usurping King and Queen were seen off at the station by the
Princess, and parted from her with real affection. You see they weren't
completely wicked in their hearts, but they had never had time to think
before. And being kept awake at night forced them to think. And the
'voice of conscience' gave them something to think about.

They gave the Princess the receipted bills, with which most of the
palace was papered, in return for board and lodging.

When they were gone a telegram was sent off.

Ozymandias Rex, Esq.,
Chatsworth,
Delamere Road,
Tooting,
England.