L. Frank Baum - Oz 39 by Yankee In Oz

Author:Yankee In Oz [Oz, Yankee In]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-11-20T15:02:53+00:00

Chapter 10: The Red Jinn Makes His Plans

SITTING on another flat rock beside the Red Jinn, with Yankee pressed close to his knee, Tompy could not help wondering what Jinnicky had in mind. For his own part, he felt little enthusiasm for an encounter with a rock-tossing monster. Jinnicky, however, seemed quite unconcerned and restored to his former cheerfulness.

“I did intend to fly straight home after my fine visit with Randy in Regalia,” he confided, tilting his lid to keep the sun out of his eye. “Har har de har, and what a roudy down dilly that was. The Elegant Elephant came over from Pumperdink to join us-”You mean Kabumpo?” put in Tompy who had read a bit about this famous elephant.

“Surely, surely, old Kaboscis himself!” chuckled the Red Jinn, “and you’d like Randy, too. Ho de humph! Quite a shock to be hit by a rock after a pleasant visit like that. But I’ll settle that rock tosser if it’s the last thing I do! Alibabble, my Grand Advizier, can run the place for a little longer. He manages quite well, but if I stay away too long he grows crotchety and my people will never stand for that. Know what he calls me?”

“What?” asked Tompy, untieing his handkerchief from Yankee’s harness and applying it gently to his scratched cheek.

“A crack-pot!” roared Jinnicky. “Har de har har! And now I really am a crack-pot,” he finished touching the long gash that ran from the top to the bottom of his red jugged body.

“Crack-pot, nothing!” sputtered Yankee indignantly. “If you’re a crack-pot, I’m an itty bitty scaredy cat.”

“Can your er—er—jar be mended?” questioned Tompy looking rather worried for he did not want the jolly little Jinn to fall apart.

“Oh, yes,” sniffed Jinnicky, nodding his head. “I’ve some glazed glue in one of my baskets, but when I reach my castle I’ll use my magic to fix myself as good as new.

“It’s a mightly good thing you had your red umbrella along, or we’d have been smashed flat,” observed Tompy. “And we certainly do thank you for that, and for the super breakfast and band concert.”

“Oh, it was nothing, nothing at all,” smiled the Jinn. “I never travel without taking some magic along. Red magic is my specialty, y’ know.”

“We have some magic, too,” volunteered Yankee, not wishing to be outdone. “Show him the Mind Reader, Tomp.”

“Mind Reader?” muttered Jinnicky, taking the yellow book Tompy was holding out to him. “Now that could be pretty useful.” Flipping it open to the first page, he stared fixedly at Tompy. “It works, by jingoes, it works! Ho ho, and so you are thinking that if I know so much about magic I could use some to send you fellows home?”

“Well—yes!” admitted Tompy, rather embarrassed to have the Red Jinn read his mind.

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