But nothing happened ! The carpet was not the right magic carpet , but the one which King Prigio had put in its place . `` Get on ! England , I said ! '' cried Dick . But there they remained , under the chestnut tree , sitting on the carpet above the flowery grass . -LCB- But there they remained : p99.jpg -RCB- Prince Charles leaped to his feet ; his face like fire , his eyes glowing . `` Enough of this fooling , sir ! '' he said . `` It is easy , but cowardly , to mock at an unfortunate prince . Take your carpet and be off with you , out of the gardens , or your shoulders shall taste my club . '' `` There has been some mistake , '' Ricardo said ; `` the wrong carpet has been brought by accident , or the carpet has lost its power . '' `` In this sacred city , blessed by the presence of his Holiness the Pope , and the relics of so many martyrs and saints , magic may well cease to be potent , '' said the Duke of York . `` Nonsense ! You are an impostor , sir ! Leave my presence ! '' cried Prince Charles , lifting his golf-club . Dick caught it out of his hand , and broke across his knee as fine a driver as ever came from Robertson 's shop at St. Andrew 's . `` The quarrels of princes are not settled with clubs , sir ! Draw and defend yourself ! ''
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