But alas! they didn't take that city, for, as they came near it, a
horn sounded from the valley below. They turned back to look and there
far, far beneath them, they saw the White House with the Green Blinds
By the Side of the Road, and Mother standing by the door. She looked
ever so tiny, and she was blowing that horn over and over to call them
to supper. They reined in their horses to listen, for they knew what
they would hear in a minute. Yes, there it came, that other horn--it
was Echo's. And when they turned in their saddles to look at the Cloud
City again, it had vanished--vanished at the sound of the horn, with
all their horses and men.

[Illustration: "So, for a little while, they watched that great Cloud
City, with all its towers and flags and banners waving in the wind."]

"Oh dear!" said Marmaduke, when he found himself on the hill once
more, the game all over and ended, "she's always mocking us an'
spoiling things, that Echo. If I ever catch her, I--I'll break her
horn an' throw it down the waterfall, so she can't blow it
again--_ever_."

"Never mind, sonny, we'll take that city some time," said the Toyman.

"We had a lesson 'bout that, in Sunday school today," Marmaduke told
him, "all about 'he who taketh the city.' But the teacher said 'he who
conquers his spirit is greater'n he who taketh the city.' How can you
conquer a spirit, Toyman, when you can't see it? Did you ever conquer
your spirit?"

The Toyman looked very sober for a while, as they rose and turned