"Now," she said to them,
"you will be powerful enough to defeat the Blueskins whatever they
may do." The Pinkies were overjoyed at this promise, and it made
them very brave indeed, since they now believed they would surely be
victorious.
When the Boolooroo's people were armed with long, thin, lances of
bluewood all sharpened to fine points at one end, they prepared to
march once more against the invaders. Their sticks were twice as
long as those of the Pinkies, and the Boolooroo chuckled with glee
to think what fun they would have in punching holes in the round,
fat bodies of his enemies.
Out from the gate they marched very boldly and pressed on to attack
the Pinkies, who were drawn up in line of battle to receive them,
with Cap'n Bill at their head. When the opposing forces came
together, however, and the Blueskins pushed their points against the
Pinkies, the weapons which had been enchanted by Rosalie began to
whirl in swift circles--so swift that the eye could scarcely follow
the motion. The result was that the lances of the Boolooroo's people
could not touch the Pinkies, but were thrust aside with violence and
either broken in two or sent hurling through the air in all
directions. Finding themselves so suddenly disarmed, the amazed
Blueskins turned about and ran again, while Cap'n Bill, greatly
excited by his victory, shouted to his followers to pursue the
enemy, and hobbled after them as fast as he could make his wooden
leg go, swinging his sharp stick as he advanced.
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