" The sailor thought this speech was diplomatic and might
"head off any trouble," but the Pinkies seemed uneasy, and several
of them picked up their slender, pointed sticks and held them in
their hands. They were not cowardly, but it was evident they
mistrusted the big man, who on Earth was not considered big at all,
but rather undersized.
"What we'd like," said Trot, "is to stay here, cozy an' peaceable,
till we can find a way to get home to the Earth again. Your country
is much nicer than the Blue Country, and we like you pretty well
from what we've seen of you, so if you'll let us stay, we won't be
any more trouble to you than we can help."
They all gazed upon the little girl curiously, and one of them said,
"How strangely light her color is! And it is pink, too, which is in
her favor. But her eyes are of that dreadful blue tint which
prevails in the other half of Sky Island, while her hair is a queer
color unknown to us. She is not like our people and would not
harmonize with the universal color here."
"That's true," said another. "The three strangers are all
inharmonious. If allowed to remain here, they would ruin the color
scheme of the country, where all is now pink."
"In spite of that," said Coralie, "they are harmless creatures and
have done us no wrong."
"Yes they have," replied a nervous little Sunrise man, "they wronged
us by coming here.
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