“Don’t come in!  Don’t come in!” yelled the Boolooroo in a terrified voice.

Then they saw that the sailor was free and the Boolooroo bound in his place.  The soldiers were secretly glad to observe this, but the Princesses were highly indignant.  “Release his Majesty at once!” cried Indigo from the corridor.  “You shall be severely punished for this rebellion.”

“Don’t worry,” replied Trot.  “His Majesty isn’t his Majesty any longer.  He’s jus’ a common Blueskin.  Cap’n Bill and I perpose runnin’ this Island ourselves, after this.  You’ve all got to obey me, for I’m the Booloorooess—­no, I mean the Boss—­o’ the Blues, and I’ve a notion to run things my own way.”

“You can’t,” said Turquoise scornfully.  “The Law says—­”

“Bother the Law!” exclaimed Trot.  “I’ll make the Laws myself from now on, and I’ll unmake every Law you ever had before I conquered you.”

“Oh, have you conquered us, then?” asked the Captain of the Guards in a surprised tone.

“Of course,” said Trot.  “Can’t you see?”

“It looks like it,” admitted the Captain.

“Cap’n Bill is goin’ to be my General o’ the Army an’ the Royal Manager o’ the Blue Country,” continued Trot, “so you’ll mind what he says.”

“Nonsense!” shouted Indigo.  “March in and capture them, Captain!  Never mind if they do slice the Boolooroo.  I’m his daughter, and I’ll rule the kingdom.”

“You won’t!” screamed Cobalt.  “I’ll rule it!”

“I’ll rule it myself!” cried Cerulia.

“No, no!” yelled Turquoise.  “I’ll be the Ruler.”

“That shall be my privilege!” shouted Sapphire.  Cobalt began to say, “I’m the—­”

“Be quiet!” said Trot sternly.  “Would you have your own father sliced so that you could rule in his place?”

“Yes, yes, of course!” rejoined the six Princesses without a second’s hesitation.

“Well, well!  What d’ ye think o’ that, Mr. Boolooroo?” asked Cap’n Bill.

“They’re undutiful daughters.  Don’t pay any attention to them,” replied the frightened Boolooroo.

“We’re not goin’ to,” said Trot.  “Now, you Blue Cap’n, who are you and your soldiers going to obey, me or the snubnosed ones?”

“You!” declared the Captain of the Guards positively, for he hated the Princesses, as did all the Blueskins.

“Then escort those girls to their rooms, lock ’em in, an’ put a guard before the door.”

At once the soldiers seized the Princesses and notwithstanding their snarls and struggles marched them to their rooms and locked them in.  While they were gone on this errand, the Boolooroo begged to be released, whining and wailing for fear the knife would fall upon him.  But Trot did not think it safe to unbind him just then.  When the soldiers returned, she told their leader to put a strong guard before the palace and to admit no one unless either she or Cap’n Bill gave the order to do so.  The soldiers obeyed readily, and when Trot and Cap’n Bill were left alone, they turned the goat loose in the Room of the Great Knife and then locked the animal in with the Boolooroo.