"Will you take the parrot home with you, Trot⁴?" asked Cap'n Bill.

 

"Guess not, Cap'n," she answered. "Mother wouldn't like to have him hangin' 'round an' screechin' bad po'try ev'ry minute. I'll give him to Rosalie, for I'm sure she'll take good care of him."

 

Rosalie accepted the gift with pleasure, but the parrot looked sober for a while and then said,

 

"This looks to me like a giveaway;

But here I am, and here I'll stay.

The country's pink, but we'll all be blue

When Trot goes home as she says she'll do."

 

They now packed the lunchbasket with the remains⁵ of the feast, for they knew a long journey was before them and feared they might be hungry before they landed again. Cap'n Bill straightened out the ropes and adjusted the seats, while Button-Bright examined the umbrella to see if it had been injured in any way when the elephant tramped through the Fog Bank.

 

The boy looked into the small red eyes of the carved elephant's-head handle with some misgivings⁶, but as seen in the strong sunshine the eyes were merely red stones, while the handle plainly showed the marks of the tool that had carved it.

 

When all was ready, they went into the Court of the Statues, where all the Pinkies were assembled—together with their Pink Band—and Cap'n Bill hooked the swinging seats onto the handle of the Magic Umbrella.

 

Trot kissed Rosalie and Coralie and Tourmaline goodbye and said to them:

 

"If you ever happen to come to Earth, you must be sure to visit me, and I'll try to give you a good time. But p'raps you'll stay here all your lives."

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