Immediately, the Boolooroo flew into another
towering rage.
"Villains!" he shouted. "Go out and arrest the first living thing
you meet, and whoever it proves to be will be instantly patched to
Cap'n Bill."
The Captain of the Guards hesitated to obey this order. "Suppose
it's a friend?" he suggested.
"Friend!" roared the Boolooroo. "I haven't a friend in the country.
Tell me, sir, do you know of anyone who is my friend?"
The Captain shook his head. "I can't think of anyone just now, your
Spry and Flighty High and Mighty Majesty," he answered.
"Of course not," said the Boolooroo. "Everyone hates me, and I don't
object to that because I hate everybody. But I'm the Ruler here, and
I'll do as I please. Go and capture the first living creature you
see and bring him here to be patched to Cap'n Bill."
So the Captain took a file of soldiers and went away very sorrowful,
for he did not know who would be the victim, and if the Boolooroo
had no friends, the Captain had plenty and did not wish to see them
patched.
Meanwhile, Trot, being invisible to all, was roaming around the
room, and behind a bench she found a small end of rope, which she
picked up. Then she seated herself in an out-of-the-way place and
quietly waited.
Suddenly there was a noise in the corridor and evidence of scuffling
and struggling. Then the door flew open and in came the soldiers
dragging a great blue billygoat, which was desperately striving to
get free.
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