But his features were very beautiful and dignified and his manner composed and stately.
Instead of the prevalent scarlet robe, he wore one of white, and the same dragon's head that decorated the others was embroidered upon its bosom.
"What charge lies against these people, Tubekins ?" he asked in quiet, even tones.
"They came through the forbidden Tube, O Mighty Citizen," was the reply.
"You see, it was this way," said Betsy.

"We were marching to the Nome King, to conquer him and set Shaggy's brother free, when on a sudden--" "Who are you ?" demanded the Private Citizen sternly.
"Me?
Oh, I'm Betsy Bobbin, and--" "Who is the leader of this party ?" asked the Citizen.
"Sir, I am Queen Ann of Oogaboo, and--" "Then keep quiet," said the Citizen.

"Who is the leader ?" No one answered for a moment.

Then General Bunn stood up.
"Sit down!" commanded the Citizen.

"I can see that sixteen of you are merely officers, and of no account." "But we have an Army," said General Clock, blusteringly, for he didn't like to be told he was of no account.
"Where is your Army ?" asked the Citizen.
"It's me," said Tik-Tok, his voice sounding a little rusty.