"The Boolooroo keeps it in his pocket night and day," was the reply.
"He is afraid to let anyone see the Book because it would prove he
has already reigned three hundred years next Thursday, and then he
would have to resign the throne to me and leave the Palace and live
in a common house."
"My Magic Umbrella is in that Treasure Chamber," said Button-Bright,
"and I'm going to try to get it."
"Are you?" inquired Ghip-Ghisizzle eagerly. "Well, if you manage to
enter the Treasure Chamber, be sure to bring me the Book of Records.
If you can do that, I will be the best and most grateful friend you
ever had!"
"I'll see," said the boy. "It ought not to be hard work to break
into the Treasure chamber. Is it guarded?"
"Yes. The outside guard is Jimfred Jinksjones, the double patch of
the Fredjim whom you have met, and the inside guard is a ravenous
creature known as the Blue Wolf, which has teeth a foot long and as
sharp as needles."
"Oh," said Button-Bright. "But never mind the Blue Wolf; I must
manage to get my umbrella somehow or other."
They now walked back to the palace, still objects of much curiosity
to the natives, who sneered at them and mocked them but dared not
interfere with their progress. At the palace they found that dinner
was about to be served in the big dining hall of the servants and
dependents and household officers of the royal Boolooroo.
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