of it an' a pink sunshine around the other side. There's a big cloud
just over the middle, but I guess it's surely an island, Trot, an'
bein' as it's in the sky, it's likely to be Sky Island."

"Then we shall land there," said the boy confidently. "I knew the
umbrella wouldn't make a mistake."

Presently Cap'n Bill spoke again. "We're goin' down on the blue part
o' the island," he said. "I can see trees an' ponds an' houses. Hold
tight, Trot! Hold tight, Butt'n-Bright! I'm afeared we're a'goin' to
bump somethin'!"

They were certainly dropping very quickly now, and the rush of air
made their eyes fill with water so that they could not see much
below them. Suddenly, the basket that was dangling below Cap'n Bill
struck something with a loud thud, and this was followed by a yell
of anger. Cap'n Bill sat flat upon the ground, landing with such a
force that jarred the sailorman and made his teeth click together,
while down upon him came the seat that Trot and Button-Bright
occupied, so that for a moment they were all tangled up.

"Get off from me! Get off from my feet, I say!" cried an excited
voice. "What in the Sky do you mean by sitting on my feet? Get off!
Get off at once!"