cesses there
are wicked hearts and evil thoughts. I'd rather be patched than marry
the best of them."

"Which IS the best?" asked Button-Bright.

"I don't know, I'm sure," was the reply. "Judging from their actions in
the past, there is no best."

Rosalie the Witch now went to the cabin and put Indigo into a deep
sleep by means of a powerful charm. Then, while the Princess slept, the
Witch made her tell all she knew, which wasn't a great deal, to be
sure; but it was soon discovered that Indigo had been deceiving them
and knew nothing at all about the umbrella. She had hoped to marry
Ghip-Ghisizzle and become Queen, after which she could afford to laugh
at their reproaches. So the Witch woke her up and went back to the
palace to tell Trot of her failure.

The girl and Button-bright and Cap'n Bill were all rather discouraged
by this time, for they had searched high and low and had not found a
trace of the all-important umbrella. That night none of them slept
much, for they all lay awake wondering how they could ever return to
the Earth and to their homes.

In the morning of the third day after Trot's conquest of the Blues, the
little girl conceived another idea. She called all the servants of the
palace to her and questioned them closely. But not one could remember
having seen anything that looked like an umbrella.

"Are all the servants of the old Boolooroo here?" inquired Cap'n Bill,
who was sorry to see Trot looking so sad and downcast.

"All but one," was the reply. "Tiggle used to be a servant, but he
escaped and ran away."

"Oh, yes!" exclaimed Trot. "Tiggle is in hiding somewhere. Perhaps he
doesn't know there's been a revolution and a new Boolooroo rules the
country. If he did, there's no need for him to hide any longer, for he
is now in no danger."

She now dispatched messengers all through the City and the surrounding
country, who cried aloud for Tiggle, saying that the new Boolooroo
wanted him. Tiggle, hiding in the cellar of a deserted house in a back
street, at last heard these cries and joyfully came forth to confront
the messengers. Having heard of the old Boolooroo's downfall and
disgrace, the old man consented to go to the palace again, and as soon
as Trot saw him she asked about the umbrella.

Tiggle thought hard for a minute and then said he remembered sweeping
the King's rooms and finding a queer thing--that might have been an
umbrella--lying beneath a cabinet. It had ropes and two wooden