"It's a word you don't understand, my Queen of all good fairies.

It's only the naughty fairies--the will-o'-the-wisps and the hobgoblins--that know anything about it.

It's a wicked spell concocted by the King of Evil himself, and it's only under that spell that his prisoners ever see the light.

It's the one ticket of leave from the dungeons, and they must either use it or die in the dark." Jeanie was listening with a puzzled frown, but Gracie's imagination was instantly fired.
"Do go on!" she said eagerly.

"I know what a ticket of leave is.