"I shall do what pleases me," declared the Boolooroo angrily. "Don't
try to dictate, old Moonface, for there's only one Royal Will in Sky
Island, and that's my own."

He then gave a command to a soldier, who hastened away to the palace
and soon returned with a number of long, blue ribbons. One he tied
around Trot's waist and then attached to it six other ribbons. Each
of the Six Snubnosed Princesses held the end of a ribbon, and then
they turned and marched haughtily away to the palace, dragging the
little girl after them.

"Don't worry, Trot," cried Button-Bright. "We'll get you out of this
trouble pretty soon."

"Trust to us, mate," added Cap'n Bill. "We'll manage to take care o'
you."

"Oh, I'm all right," answered Trot with fine courage. "I'm not
afraid of these gawkies."

But the princesses pulled her after them, and soon they had all
disappeared into one of the entrances to the Blue Palace.

"Now, then," said the Boolooroo. "I will instruct you two in your
future duties. I shall make old Moonface--"

"My name's Cap'n Bill Weedles," interrupted the sailor.

"I don't care what your name is. I shall call you old Moonface,"
replied the king, "for that suits you quite well. I shall appoint