"You see," said Cap'n Bill, "the sky is all around us, an' we're
high up, so the sun really loses itself in the clouds an' leaves a
trail of beauty behind him."
"He does that!" agreed Trot. "This is almost worth comin' for,
Cap'n."
"But not quite," said Button-bright sadly. "I'd get along without
the sunset if only we could go home."
They went in to dinner after this, and sat at Coralie's own table
with her husband and children and found the meal very good. After a
pleasant evening, during which no reference was made to their being
prisoners, they were shown to prettily furnished rooms--all in
pink--and slept soundly in the soft beds provided for them. Trot
wakened early the next morning and went out on the balcony to see
the sunrise. The little girl was well repaid, for the splendor of
the rising sun was almost equal to that of the setting sun. Surely
this was a wonderful country and much more delightful than the Blue
side of the island, where the sun was hidden by the great Fog and
only the moon was visible.
When she went in, she found that both Button-Bright and Cap'n Bill
were up and dressed, so they decided to take a walk before
breakfast. No one restrained them or interfered with them in any
way. "They know we can't get away," observed the sailor, "so they
don't need to watch us."
"We could go into the Fog Bank again," suggested Trot.
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