"I won't have those poor people made unhappy any longer, or separated from their little boy.

Why, it's dreadful, Kaliko, an' I'm su'prised at you.

You must be more wicked than I thought you were." "I can't do it, Dorothy," said the Nome King, almost weeping with despair.

"I promised King Gos I'd keep them captives.

You wouldn't ask me to break my promise, would you ?" "King Gos was a robber and an outlaw," she said, "and p'r'aps you don't know that a storm at sea wrecked his boat, while he was going back to Regos, and that he and Queen Cor were both drowned." "Dear me!" exclaimed Kaliko.