For the first time in her young life Kathlyn fainted.

She had been living on her nerves for weeks, and at the sight of that urn something snapped.

Daintily Umballa plucked forth the packet and waited.

At length she opened her eyes.
"You are a queen, Miss Hare." "You are mad!" "Nay; it was the madness of the king.

But mad kings often make laws which must be obeyed.