kissed the youngest brother on the forehead, for secretly she had hoped it would be him.

“Well,” said the king, “which half of the kingdom do you want?”

“My wizard’s book!” exclaimed the wizard. “He’s found my wizard’s book!” He opened the book and ran his fingers along under the words. He then said in a loud voice, “Glmuzk, shkzmlp, blam!”

Instantly the queen stood before them in her natural shape. Except she was soaking wet from being sprinkled too often. She glared at the king.

“Oh, dear,” said the king, hurrying toward the door.