and now aracia of the east dwelt in her splendid though drafty palace-temple with servants by the score to tell her how wonderful she was and how beautiful and how they could not possibly get along without her-and if it was n't too much trouble , could she turn that fellow who 'd been so insulting the other day into a toad and maybe make it rain because the oats really needed some water along about now , but not too much rain , since that made everything all muddy .