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"I was right in the midst of such an interesting book," deplored her Father. "And Uncle Wally wouldn't lend it." "So we borrowed Uncle Wally's new automobile and started right for home!" explained her Mother. "It was at the Junction that we made connections with the Constable and his prisoner." "His victim," intercepted the Lay Reader coldly.
"Four women to see you from the factory, I think," Helen breathlessly announced, and pretending not to notice Wally's scowl she added, "I wouldn't have bothered you ... only one of them's crying...." The four women were standing in the driveway by the side of the house, and if you had been there as Mary approached, they might have reminded you of four lost sheep catching sight of their shepherd.
He broke off in triumph and nodded to Wally's flickering eyelids, that danced rapidly in the long and short of the Morse code. "Y-e-s. In "Signalese" similar-sounding letters are given names to avoid confusion. "Yes," he said. "If you'll get a bit of paper, Sister, you can write down the message while I spells it off. That's what you want, ain't it, chum?"
Other things were remembered which had not been packed, and which must be found, and diligent hunt had to be made for them. Norah was everybody's mate, running on several errands at once, finding Jim's school cap near Harry's overcoat while she was looking for Wally's cherished snake-skin.
Mr Goble allowed a belligerent eye to stray from the stage, and twisted it round in Wally's direction. "Say, listen! He'll stand for anything I say. I'm the little guy that gives orders round here. I'm the big noise!" As if in support of this statement he suddenly emitted a terrific bellow. The effect was magical. The refined and painstaking artists on the stage stopped as if they had been shot.
"Grand idea," responded Wally. Norah loved Wally's way; he was always so pleased and interested over any plan that might be formed. Jim was wont to remark that if you arranged to clean out a pigsty, Wally would probably regard it as a gigantic picnic, and enjoy his day hugely. She smiled at him gratefully in the darkness. "You too, Jim?" "Rather anything you like," said her brother.
You'd never have been so darned fresh if you hadn't had some John in the background, paying the bills! Well, of all the . . ." He broke off abruptly, not because he had said all that he wished to say, for he had only touched the fringe of his subject, but because at this point Wally's elbow smote him in the parts about the third button of his waistcoat and jarred all the breath out of him.
But Jim got back just in time to save him from anything so awful. One of the lovely parts of getting Jim again was to see the twinkle come back into Wally's eyes. You see, Wally is practically all twinkle!" "And when you get back to Australia, what will you all do?" Norah had looked puzzled. "Why, I don't know that we've ever thought of it," she said.
I suppose the honest man is sleeping off the effects of a heavy lunch." "If he knew what hearty remarks are being made about him by over two hundred angry people, it might disturb his rest," said Wally Meadows. "Come along and see them you're only on the fringe of the crowd here." "Wally's been acting as nursemaid for the last half hour," Jim said, as they made their way along the pier.
There were battered tin uniform cases of Jim and Wally's, bearing their rank and regiment in half effaced letters: "Major J. Linton"; "Captain W. Meadows" it was hard to realize that they belonged to the two merry-faced boys, who did not seem much changed from the days when Cunjee had seen them arrive light-heartedly from school. Mr. Linton ran his eye over the pile, pronouncing it complete.
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