As for the king, he sat still and turned pale beneath his dusky skin.

Only Gagool kept her courage.
"It will pass," she cried; "I have often seen the like before; no man can put out the moon; lose not heart; sit still--the shadow will pass." "Wait, and ye shall see," I replied, hopping with excitement.

"O Moon! Moon! Moon! wherefore art thou so cold and fickle ?" This appropriate quotation was from the pages of a popular romance that I chanced to have read recently, though now I come to think of it, it was ungrateful of me to abuse the Lady of the Heavens, who was showing herself to be the truest of friends to us, however she may have behaved to the impassioned lover in the novel.

Then I added: "Keep it up, Good, I can't remember any more poetry.

Curse away, there's a good fellow." Good responded nobly to this tax upon his inventive faculties.