<h2>CHAPTER 18<br/> <small>The Red Jinn Restored</small></h2>
<p>Word of his return had quickly spread through the Red Jinn's vast
dominions, and when Jinnicky and his guests descended next morning a
whole loyal black legion were cheering from the courtyard and lined up
along the shore. After Gludwig had seized the castle and enslaved the
household, the rest of the natives had fled for their lives, refusing
to stay or acknowledge the red-wigged imposter as their ruler. Now that
Jinnicky was restored and safely at home again, their joy knew no
bounds. Appearing briefly on one of the castle balconies, the Red Jinn
made one of his best and merriest speeches, telling of his experiences
and assuring his faithful flock that Gludwig was gone and would trouble
them no more. To prove his statement, he pointed to the fallen figure
in the cabbage patch. Glubdo, fearing Jinnicky's anger, had already
left for an unknown destination, and now there was nothing to be done
but restore the Kingdom to its former cheerful status and prosperity.</p>
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<p>While the Red Jinn, Kabumpo, Randy and Nina breakfasted happily on the
terrace, a willing delegation marched off to the ruby mines to release
Alibabble, the courtiers and servants from their long servitude. The
miners who had taken their place in the castle and army were only
too willing to return to the mines, for with Jinnicky back in power
their hours were short, their wages high and each miner had his own
cozy cottage and garden. The petrified miners who had served in the
army that issued out to capture Randy and Kabumpo were stood along
the highways to act as sign posts and also as warnings to all of the
hard fate awaiting those who lent their ears to treachery and their
arms to rebellion. Randy could hardly contain himself while all these
necessary matters were attended to. The young monarch spent nearly all
his time arranging and rearranging the cushions on Jinnicky's throne,
where Planetty still lay in complete beauty and insensibility. Kabumpo
was almost as bad, pacing anxiously between the throne and the terrace
where Thun had been carried by fifty interested blacks.</p>
<p>"Even if I cannot bring them back to life and activity, they are a
handsome addition to any castle," puffed Jinnicky, sinking down at last
on one of his red lacquer sofas and fanning himself rapidly with his
lid. "Oh, my mercy me! Don't look at me that way, my boy! Of course
I'll do my best and double best. But suppose my best is not good
enough?"</p>
<p>"Oh, it will be," declared Kabumpo, giving the Red Jinn a little pat
on the back with his trunk. "I'll bet on your red magic any day in the
year. Look at the way that elixir saved Randy from the magic staff.
Where is Planetty's staff, by the way—sort of dangerous to leave it
about!"</p>
<p>"It's locked up safely in my iron cabinet," said Jinnicky, closing one
eye. "So you really think I'm good, old Gaboscis—better even than the
Wizard of Oz, eh?"</p>
<p>"Oh, much," asserted the Elegant Elephant, wagging his head positively.</p>
<p>"All right, then, leave me—leave me," begged the Red Jinn, fairly
pushing them out of the throne room. "I've ordered all my magic
brought to me here, and here I'll stay till this pretty little
Princess and her charger come out of this metal trance. My, mercy me!
Trance—entrance—entrancing. Oh, har, har, har! I've an idea there, my
boys!" Bouncing off the sofa, Jinnicky skipped over to the Princess of
Anuther Planet.</p>
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<p>"Oh, Kabumpo! Do you think he really has?" whispered Randy, as he and
the Elegant Elephant hurried through the door of the throne room and
closed it softly behind them.</p>
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