The Girl seeked asylum in the Castle, but it was closed for restauration. "Inside the steackhouse", spoketh the cow. "Herein shall thou findeth an asylumyth of . yourth oneth". And thereinsinde she ging, and the ancient prophesyth um itselve accomplishet. The Good Genie was busy doing the Big Laundry, while Dime and Centime where ceremoniously playing Hopscotch Whisky. It was too late when they got onto the premises.