"If we stay here long enough we can saw off the table legs," said
the young inventor. "Now for our first meal in giant land."
They were just helping themselves when there arose a great shouting
outside.
"I wonder what's up now?" asked Tom, pausing with upraised fork.
"Maybe the king is coming to see us," suggested Ned.
"I'll look," volunteered Mr. Damon, as he went to the door. Then he
called quickly:
"Tom! Ned! Look! It's that minister we met on the ship--Reverend
Josiah Blinderpool! How in the world did he ever get here? And how
strangely he's dressed!"
Well might Mr. Damon say this, for the supposed clergyman was
attired in a big checked suit, a red vest, a tall hat and white
canvas shoes. In fact he was almost like some theatrical performer.
The gaudily-dressed man was accompanied by two natives, and all rode
mules, and there were three other animals, laden with packs on
either side.
"What's his game?" mused Ned.
The answer came quickly and from the man himself. Riding forward
toward the king's hut or palace, while the populace of wondering
giants followed behind, the man raised his voice in a triumphant
announcement.
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