Chapter 38

"I get the idea," Malone said. "Or I think I do. But what's causing it? Sunspots? Little green men?" "Not so little," Her Majesty said with some return of her old humor, "and not green, either. As a matter of fact, _you_ are, Sir Kenneth." Malone opened his mouth, shut it again and finally managed to say: "Me?" in a batlike squeal of surprise. "I don't know how, Sir Kenneth," Her Majesty went on, "but you are. It's ... rather frightening to me, as a matter of fact; I've never seen such a thing before. I've never ev…