The Pinkies were amazed at the strange reception of the Blues and hesitated to advance, but Trot now ran up in front of them and made a little speech.  “Pinkies,” said she, “your Queen has conquered the Boolooroo and is now the Queen of the Blues.  All of Sky Island except the Fog Bank is now my kingdom, so I welcome my faithful Pinkies to my Blue City, where you are to be royally entertained and have a good time.  The war is over an’ ever’body must be sociable an’ happy or I’ll know the reason why!”

Now, indeed, the Pinkies raised a great shout of joy, and the Blues responded with another joyful shout, and Rosalie kissed the little girl and said she had performed wonders, and everybody shook hands with Cap’n Bill and congratulated him upon his escape, and the parrot flew to Trot’s shoulder and screeched,

“The Pinkies are pink, the Blues are blue, But Trot’s the Queen, so too-ral-loo!”

When the Blueskins saw Ghip-Ghisizzle, they raised another great shout, for he was the favorite of the soldiers and very popular with all the people.  But Ghip-Ghisizzle did not heed the shouting.  He was looking downcast and sad, and it was easy to see he was disappointed because he had not conquered the Boolooroo himself.  But the people called upon him for a speech, so he faced the Blueskins and said, “I escaped from the City because the Boolooroo tried to patch me as you all know, and the Six Snubnosed Princesses tried to marry me, which would have been a far greater misfortune.  But I have recovered the Book of Royal Records, which has long been hidden in the Treasure Chamber, and by reading it I find that the Boolooroo is not your lawful Boolooroo at all, having reigned more than his three hundred years.  Since last Thursday, I, Ghip-Ghisizzle, have been the lawful Boolooroo of the Blue Country, but now that you are conquered by Queen Trot, I suppose I am conquered, too, and you have no Boolooroo at all.”

“Hooray!” cried the parrot.

“Here’s a pretty howdy-do—­
You haven’t any Boolooroo!”

Trot had listened carefully to the Majordomo’s speech.  When he finished, she said cheerfully, “Don’t worry, Sizzle dear, it’ll all come right pretty soon.  Now then, let’s enter the City an’ enjoy the grand feast that’s being cooked.  I’m nearly starved, myself, for this conquerin’ kingdoms is hard work.”

So the Pinkies and the Blues marched side by side into the City, and there was great rejoicing and music and dancing and feasting and games and merrymaking that lasted for three full days.  Trot carried Rosalie and Captain Coralie and Ghip-Ghisizzle to the palace, and of course Button-Bright and Cap’n Bill were with her.  They had the Royal chef serve dinner at once, and they ate in great state, seated in the Royal Banquet Hall, where they were waited on by a hundred servants.  The parrot perched upon the back of Queen Trot’s chair, and the girl fed it herself, being glad to have the jolly bird with her again.