Button-Bright to the sailor. "If I once tell it to go to a certain
place, the umbrella will go there, and nowhere else. I've found that
out before this. You simply CAN'T stop it."

"Won't let you change your mind, eh?" replied Cap'n Bill. "Well,
that has its advantidges, an' its disadvantiges. If your ol' umbrel
hadn't been so obstinate, we could have saved that boat."

"Never mind," said Trot briskly, "here we are safe back again.
Wasn't it jus' the--the fascinatingest ride you ever took, Cap'n?"

"It's pretty good fun," admitted Cap'n Bill. "Beats them aeroplanes
an' things all holler, 'cause it don't need any regulatin.'"

"If we're going to that island, we may as well start right away,"
said Button-Bright when they had safely landed.

"All right. I'll tie on the lunch-basket," answered the sailor. He
fastened it so it would swing underneath his own seat, and they all
took their places again.

"Ready?" asked the boy.

"Let 'er go, my lad."

"I want to go to Sky Island," said Button-Bright to the umbrella,
using the name Trot had given him. The umbrella started promptly. It
rose higher than before, carrying the three voyagers with it, and
then started straight away over the ocean.