Wigs themselves would have melted away directly they passed the Frontier
And indeed the rain began to fall. The Soy powder mingling with the water had a magical effect, the effect that Smaly had hoped for; the whole country began to sprout, trees, houses, grass, walls, lawns, everything began to grow and grow, just as the sugar-cane prison had done when the Rats watered it with the liquid from the reservoir of Soy.
They hung out of the Windows
As the six happy friends started out on their journey they could see, by looking behind them, the houses and plants growing and growing. The Wigs were evidently in a terrible state of alarm. They called frantically to each other, they hung out of the windows, they descended by long ropes into the streets. It was the most tremendous day in the history of the Wig country; but there were no casualties, and when the Confectioner had built another flight to their staircases, they were just as happy in their tall houses as they had been when they lived in those of two stories. It was a little more tiring for them to have to climb so high, but then what a splendid view they had into each other's attics!
As to Smaly and Redy, once more returned to the world of men and women like ourselves, they installed Kisika, Laptitza, and Fritilla in the three little bedrooms prepared for them before ever the quest began.
Djorak, completely cured of his madness, slept in a delightful little pavilion in the garden, but took his meals with the family.
And they all lived happily ever after. I myself can quite well remember meeting them last springs taking their morning walk in the park of their town.