`How curious!' she said, and put it into her mouth. `It tastes just like real spinach! I thought it was an imitation--but I do believe it's real!' And she took another spoonful.

`It wo'n't be real much longer,' said Bruno.

But the Empress had had enough spinach by this time, and somehow--I failed to notice the exact process-- we all found ourselves in the Pavilion, and the Professor in the act of beginning the long-expected Lecture.