The small girl here is Betsy Bobbin, from some unknown earthly paradise called Oklahoma, and with her you see Mr.Hank, a mule with a long tail and a short temper." "Puh!" said Ann, scornfully; "a pretty lot of vagabonds you are, indeed; all lost or strayed, I suppose, and not worth a Queen's plundering.

I'm sorry I've conquered you." "But you haven't conquered us yet," called Betsy indignantly.
"No," agreed Files, "that is a fact.

But if my officers will kindly command me to conquer you, I will do so at once, after which we can stop arguing and converse more at our ease." The officers had by this time risen from their knees and brushed the dust from their trousers.

To them the enemy did not look very fierce, so the Generals and Colonels and Majors and Captains gained courage to face them and began strutting in their most haughty manner.
"You must understand," said Ann, "that I am the Queen of Oogaboo, and this is my invincible Army.

We are busy conquering the world, and since you seem to be a part of the world, and are obstructing our journey, it is necessary for us to conquer you--unworthy though you may be of such high honor." "That's all right," replied Shaggy.