The Boolooroo was quite busy at the time the Pinkies invaded his
country. He had discovered the loss of the Book of Records and after
being frightened 'most to death at the prospect of his fraud on the
people's being made public, he decided to act boldly and hold his
position as Boolooroo at any cost.
Since Ghip-Ghisizzle was to be the next Boolooroo, the king suspected
him first of all, so he had the Majordomo bound with cords and brought
before him, when he accused him of stealing the Book of Records. Of
course Ghip-Ghisizzle denied taking the Book, but he became almost as
nervous at its loss as had the Boolooroo. He secretly believed that
Button-Bright had taken the Book from the Treasure Chamber, and if this
were true it might prove as great a misfortune as if the king had kept
it locked up. For Button-Bright had escaped into the Fog Bank and
Ghip-Ghisizzle was afraid the boy would never again be seen in the Blue
Country.
He did not tell the Boolooroo of this suspicion, because in that case
the king would realize he was secure, and that his deception could never
be proved against him. The Majordomo simply denied taking the Record
Book, and the Boolooroo did not believe he spoke truly. To prevent his
rival from ever becoming the Ruler of the Blue Country the Boolooroo
determined to have him patched, but for some time he could find no other
Blueskin to patch him with. No one had disobeyed a command or done
anything wrong, so the king was in a quandary until he discovered that a
servant named Tiggle had mixed the royal nectar for Cap'n Bill, who had
been ordered to do it at the time of his capture. This was sufficient
excuse for the Boolooroo, who at once had Tiggle made a prisoner and
brought before him.
This servant was not so long-legged as Ghip-Ghisizzle and his head was
thicker and his nose flatter. But that pleased the Boolooroo all the
more. He realized that when the great knife had sliced the prisoners in
two, and their halves were patched together, they would present a
ridiculous sight and all the Blueskins would laugh at them and avoid
them. So, on the very morning that the Pinkies arrived, the Boolooroo
had ordered his two prisoners brought into the room of the palace where
the Great Knife stood and his soldiers were getting ready to perform the
operation of patching Ghip-Ghisizzle with Tiggle, when a messenger came
running to say that a great army of the Pinkies had broken through the
Fog Bank.
"Never mind," said the Boolooroo, "I'll attend to them in a minute. I'm
busy now."
"They are marching on the City," said the frightened messenger. "If you
delay, Most High and Mighty One, we shall all be captured. You'd better
save your City first and do your patching afterward."
"What!" roared the Boolooroo, "dare you dictate to me?" But he was
impressed by the man's logic. After locking the prisoners, who were
still bound, in the Room of the Great Knife, the Ruler hurried away to
assemble his soldiers.
By this time the Pinkies had advanced halfway to the walls of the City,
so the first thing the Boolooroo did was to order all the gates closed
and locked and then he placed a line of soldiers on the wall to prevent
any of the Pinkies from climbing over.
Therefore when Cap'n Bill's army reached the wall he was obliged to halt
his ranks until he could find a way to enter the City.
Now when the Boolooroo looked through the blue-steel bars of the main
gate and saw the enemy armed with sharp-pointed sticks, he began to
tremble; and when he thought how painful it would be to have his body
and arms and legs prodded and pricked by such weapons he groaned aloud
and was very miserable. But the thought occurred to him that if he could
avoid being caught by the Pinkies they would be unable to harm him. So
he went among his people and reminded them how horrible it would feel to
be punched full of holes by the invaders, and urged them to fight
desperately and drive the Pinkies back into the Fog Bank.
Only a few of the Blueskins were soldiers, and these all belonged to the
King's bodyguard, but the citizens realized they must indeed fight
bravely to save themselves from getting hurt, so they promised the
Boolooroo to do all they could. They armed themselves with long cords
having weights fastened to the ends, and practiced throwing these
weights in such a manner that the cords would wind around their enemies.
Also they assembled in the streets in small groups and told each other
in frightened whispers that all their trouble was due to the Boolooroo's
cruel treatment of the Earth people. If he had received them as friends
instead of making them slaves, they would never have escaped to the
Pinkies and brought an army into the Blue Country, that they might be
revenged. The Blueskins had not liked their Boolooroo, before this, and
now they began to hate him, forgetting they had also treated the
strangers in a very disagreeable manner.
Meantime the Six Snubnosed Princesses had seen from their rooms in a
tower of the palace the army of the Pinkies marching upon them, and the
sight had served to excite them greatly. They had been quarreling
bitterly among themselves all the morning, and strangely enough this
quarrel was all about which of them should marry Ghip-Ghisizzle. They
knew that some day the Majordomo would become Boolooroo, and each one of
the six had determined to marry him so as to be the Queen--and thus
force her sisters to obey her commands. They paid no attention to the
fact that Ghip-Ghisizzle did not want to marry any of them, for they had
determined that when it was agreed who should have him they would ask
their father to force the man to marry.
While they quarreled in one room of the palace Ghip-Ghisizzle was in
danger of being patched in another room; but the Six Snubnosed
Princesses did not know that. The arrival of the Pinkies gave them
something new to talk about, so they hurried downstairs and along the
corridors so as to gain the courtyard and take part in the exciting
scenes.
But as they passed the closed door of the Room of the Great Knife they
heard a low moan and stopped to listen. The moan was repeated and, being
curious, they unlocked the door--the key having been left on the
outside--and entered the room.
At once the Pinkies were forgotten, for there upon the floor, tightly
bound, lay Ghip-Ghisizzle, and beside him poor Tiggle, who had uttered
the moans.
The six Princesses sat down in a circle facing the captives and Cerulia
said:
"Ghip, my dear, we will release you on one condition: That you choose a
wife from among us and promise to marry the one selected, as soon as the
Pinkies are driven back into the Fog Bank."
Ghip-Ghisizzle managed to shake his head. Then he said:
"Really, ladies, you must excuse me. I'd rather be patched than
mismatched, as I would be with a lovely snubnosed wife. You are too
beautiful for me; go seek your husbands elsewhere."
"Monster!" cried Indigo; "if you choose me I'll scratch your eyes out!"
"If you choose me," said Cobalt, in a rage, "I'll tear out your hair by
the roots!"
"If I am to be your wife," screamed Azure. "I'll mark your obstinate
face with my finger nails!"
"And I," said Turquoise, passionately, "will pound your head with a
broomstick!"
"I'll shake him till his teeth rattle!" shrieked Sapphire.
"The best way to manage a husband," observed Cerulia angrily, "is to
pull his nose."
"Ladies," said Ghip-Ghisizzle, when he had a chance to speak, "do not
anticipate these pleasures, I beg of you, for I shall choose none among
you for a wife."
"We'll see about that," said Indigo.
"I think you will soon change your mind," added Azure.
"I'm going to be patched to Tiggle, here, as soon as the Boolooroo
returns," said Ghip-Ghisizzle, "and it's against the law for a patched
man to marry anyone. It's regarded as half-bigamy."
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"Dear me!" cried Cobalt; "if he's patched he never can be Boolooroo."
"Then he mustn't be patched," declared Sapphire. "We must save him from
that fate, girls, and force him to decide among us. Otherwise, none of
us can ever be the Queen."
This being evident, they proceeded to unbind the long legs of
Ghip-Ghisizzle, leaving his body and arms, however, tied fast together.
Then between them they got him upon his feet and led him away, paying no
attention to poor Tiggle, who whined to be released so he could fight in
the war.
After a hurried consultation the Six Snubnosed Princesses decided to
hide the Majordomo in one of their boudoirs, so they dragged him up the
stairs to their reception room and fell to quarreling as to whose
boudoir should be occupied by their captive. Not being able to settle
the question they finally locked him up in a vacant room across the hall
and told him he must stay there until he had decided to marry one of the
Princesses and could make a choice among them.
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[Illustration]
THE CAPTURE OF CAP'N BILL