“A black omnibus … driven by
a Kofer in yellow tights … was
seen to enter” (p. 14).
“Then only shall the enchantment fall
From turret, keep, and embattled wall,
And plentiful stores of common-sense
Shall be your well-earned recompense.”
The two pored over the paper doubtful and perplexed. To begin with, the shadow of royalty must be genuine or the charm would not work. The only royalty they knew anything of was the king, but his shadow was sacred, and it might be dangerous to ask him to part with it. Those who addressed him always did so in such words as these: “May your gracious Majesty's august shadow never be less!” Taking
