"
"Let's go now--this minute--before we lose the umbrella again," said
Button-Bright.
But Trot shook her head. "Not yet," she replied. "We've got to
straighten out things in Sky Island first of all. A Queen has some
duties, you know, and as long as I'm Queen here, I've got to live up
to the part."
"What has to be did, mate?" inquired Cap'n Bill.
"Well, we've fixed the Blue Country pretty well by makin' 'Sizzle
the Boolooroo of it; but the Pinkies mus' be looked after, too,
'cause they've stood by us an' helped us to win. We must take 'em
home again safe an' sound and get a new Queen to rule over 'em. When
that's done, we can go home any time we want to."
"Quite right, Trot," said the sailor approvingly. "When do we
march?"
"Right away," she replied. "I've had enough of the Blue Country,
haven't you?"
"We have, mate."
"We've had plenty of it," observed Button-Bright.
"And the Pinkies are anxious to get home," added Rosalie, who was
present.
So Cap'n Bill unhooked the seats from the handle of the umbrella and
wound the ropes around the two boards and made a package of them,
which he carried under his arm. Trot took the empty lunch basket,
and Button-Bright held fast to the precious umbrella. Then they
returned to the palace to bid goodbye to Ghip-Ghisizzle and the
Blues.
The new Boolooroo seemed rather sorry to lose his friends, but the
people were secretly glad to get rid of the strangers, especially of
the Pinkies.
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