12/17 A grieved look came over her exquisite features. "Have I not come from my Royal Bush to be your Ruler ?" "You were picked by mortals, without our consent," replied the Moss Rose, coldly; "so we refuse to allow you to rule us." "Turn her out, Gardener, with the others!" cried the Tea Rose. "I guess this will win their love, Princess. Here--take it in your hand and let the roses see it." Princess Ozga took the Magnet and held it poised before the eyes of her subjects; but the Roses regarded it with calm disdain. "The Magnet never failed to work before!" "I know," said Betsy, nodding her head wisely. |