"You must go into the Blue Country and force the Boolooroo to give
up your property."
"Through the Fog Bank?" asked Cap'n Bill doubtfully.
"And let the Boolooroo capture us again?" demanded Button-Bright
with a shiver.
"An' have to wait on the Snubnoses instead of bein' a Queen?" said
Trot.
"You must remember that conditions have changed, and you are now a
powerful Ruler," replied Rosalie. "The Pinkies are really a great
nation, and they are pledged to obey your commands. Why not assemble
an army, march through the Fog Bank, fight and conquer the Boolooroo
and recapture the Magic Umbrella?"
"Hooray!" shouted Cap'n Bill, pounding his wooden leg on the floor.
"That's the proper talk! Let's do it, Queen Trot."
"It doesn't seem like a bad idea," added Button-Bright.
"Do you think the Pinkies would fight the Blueskins?" asked Trot.
"Why not?" replied the sailorman. "They have sharp sticks an' know
how to use 'em, whereas the Blueskins have only them windin'-up
cords with weights on the ends."
"The Blueskins are the biggest people," said the girl.
"But they're cowards, I'm sure," declared the boy.
"Anyhow," the sailor remarked, "that's our only hope of ever gett'n'
home again. I'd like to try it, Trot."
"If you decide on this adventure," said Rosalie, "I believe I can be
of much assistance to you."
"That'll help," asserted Cap'n Bill.
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