They passed the Blueskin without disturbing
him and soon reached the chamber opposite the suite of the Six
Snubnosed Princesses, whom they could hear still quarreling loudly
among themselves.
Trot locked the door from the inside so no one could disturb them,
and then led the sailor to the window. The garden was just below.
"But good gracious me! It's a drop o' ten feet, Trot," he exclaimed.
"And you've only one foot to drop, Cap'n," she said, laughing.
"Couldn't you let yourself down with one of the sheets from the
bed?"
"I'll try," he rejoined. "But can YOU do that circus act, Trot?"
"Oh, I'm goin' to stay here an' find the Magic Umbrella," she
replied. "Bein' invis'ble, Cap'n, I'm safe enough. What I want to do
is to see you safe back with the Pinkies, an' then I'll manage to
hold my own all right, never fear."
So they brought a blue sheet and tied one end to a post of the blue
bed and let the other end dangle out the blue window. "Goodbye,
mate," said Cap'n Bill, preparing to descend. "Don't get reckless."
"I won't, Cap'n. Don't worry."
Then he grasped the sheet with both hands and easily let himself
down to the wall. Trot had told him where to find the rope ladder
she had left and how to fasten it to the broken flagstaff so he
could climb down into the field outside the City. As soon as he was
safe on the wall, Cap'n Bill began to hobble along the broad top
toward the connecting wall that surrounded the entire City--just as
Ghip-Ghisizzle had done--and Trot anxiously watched him from the
window.
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