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But the narrative was interrupted by the long mellow call of "Cuckoo!" "What's it mean?" chorused the birds. "Oh, that's his impudence," said the old owl, winking and blinking, for he had been roused out of his sleep by the new call. "Come now, that won't do; we don't want you meddling now, old mousetrap," said the birds; "none of your night-birds here."
They responded with a will, and then, as a second rocket shot upward, a deep "Aue!" of admiration was chorused forth by the occupants of the canoes, which were trying hard to keep pace with the swift whale-boat. "We'll see her as soon as we get round the north end, ma'am," said the half-caste, as he swung the boat's head towards a passage through the surrounding reef. Mrs.
He struck heem, for sure," grinned Perault. "What? The Lost River?" "What? His mine?" chorused the crowd, awakened to more than ordinary interest. "Non, not Los' River, but los' man, blank near."
But he died and left me his mine that we never found again," sighed Polly. "Oh, Polly! Tell us the story!" chorused the girls. Polly laughed: "It isn't a story, 'cause there never was a climax as real stories have to have, you know. But I'll tell you how I met Mr. Montresor. I was out with Noddy, one day, and we traveled farther than usual.
"Maybe the lady was upstairs shutting the windows when she saw the storm coming, and she fell, or fainted or something like that." "That's so!" exclaimed Mollie. "We'll look," decided Betty. "Betty!" chorused Grace and Amy. "Why not?" the Little Captain challenged. "We've got to get at the bottom of this."
"A woman!" chorused the group. "That's what I said." "Where is she now?" "I don't know. I didn't see her at all. I grappled with the first person I ran into. She must have gone out as you came in." Boyd indicated the side door, which was still ajar. "It's a lie," screamed Marsh. "It's the truth," stoutly maintained Emerson, "and there was a man with her, too. Who was she, Marsh? Who was the man?"
One of them asked: "Have much trouble, Greenhorn?" "Not a bit," I answered. "How'd you like to try to milk one of those cows?" another enquired. "I can milk any one of them," I replied. "I have milked most of them. I've been drinking all the milk I could hold all the while I was out with them." "That's the silliest lie I ever heard," they chorused.
"To your well-earned promotion, Wentworth!" they chorused heartily. In the lull of drinking, Madden lifted his water to his friend. "Here's to the remittance man," he proposed solemnly, "who vanishes to-night and leaves a Man." Caradoc's long face was deeply moved as he looked into the eyes of the youth whose life Providence had so intimately entwined with his own.
"My word of honour," he repeated; "our words of honour, and speaking for all my good friends present; is it not so, men?" "Ay, ay that 's right," chorused the good friends; and then Sophie Tarne, not without an extra plunging of the heart beneath her white crossover, unlocked the stout oaken door and let in her unwelcome visitors.
"Indeed we do!" chorused Ruth and Alice. "Then talk to your father about them," he advised. "See what he says, and if he is willing you may begin rehearsals with him, and the others of the cast." Mr. DeVere was fully satisfied with the parts assigned to his daughters, and agreed to allow them to enter formally into the work of the moving pictures at a very fair salary for beginners.
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