nod of farewell.
Then she sprang lightly upon the arch of the Rainbow and was greeted by
the bevy of dancing, laughing maidens who were her sisters. "I shall
keep watch over you, Button-Bright," she called to the boy. "Don't
despair, whatever happens, for behind the clouds is always the Rainbow!"

"Thank you, Polly," he answered, and Trot also thanked the lovely
Polychrome, and so did Cap'n Bill. The parrot made quite a long speech,
flying high above the arch where Polychrome stood and then back to
Cap'n Bill's shoulder. Said he,

"We Pollys know our business, and we're all right!
We'll take good care of Cap'n Bill and Trot and Button-Bright.
You watch 'em from the Rainbow, and I'll watch day and night,
And we'll call a sky policeman if trouble comes in sight!"

Suddenly, the bow lifted and carried the dancing maidens into the sky.
The colors faded, the arch slowly dissolved and the heavens were clear.
Trot turned to the Pinkies. "Let's have a holiday today," she said.
"Have a good time and enjoy yourselves. I don't jus' know how I'm goin'
to rule this country yet, but I'll think it over an' let you know."
Then she went into the palace hut with Cap'n Bill and Button-Bright and
Rosalie the Witch, and the people went away to enjoy themselves and
talk over the surprising events of the day.

"Dear me," said Trot, throwing herself into a chair, "wasn't that a
sudden change of fortune, though? That Rainbow's Daughter is a pretty
good fairy. I'm glad you know her, Button-Bright."

"I was sure something would happen to save you," remarked Rosalie, "and
that was why I voted to have you thrown off the edge. I wanted to
discover who would come to your assistance, and I found out. Now I have
made a friend of Polychrome, and that will render me more powerful as a
Witch, for I can call upon her for assistance whenever I need her."

"But see here," said Cap'n Bill. "You can't afford to spend your time
a-rulin' this tucked-up country, Trot."

"Why not?" asked Trot, who was pleased with her new and important
position.

"It'd get pretty tiresome, mate, after you'd had a few quarrels with
the Pinkies, for they expec' their Queen to be as poor as poverty an'
never have any fun in life."

"You wouldn't like it for long, I'm sure," added Button-Bright
seriously.

Trot seemed thoughtful. "No, I don't know's I would," she admitted.
"But as long as we stay here, it seems a pretty good thing to be Queen.
I guess I'm a littl