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And, naturally, there was a deal of growling and roaring and kicking and neighing, while the camels barked surprisingly like Boof, and the elephants conversed with something of a Hebrew accent. All of which greatly delighted Grandpa, and he cackled till his scraggly beard was damp with happy tears. A few dishes of massy gold needed washing, too.
Sax was looking at this hill when he saw a coil of smoke rising up out of one of the bushes. He was so surprised that he called his friend's attention to it. "I say, Boof," he exclaimed. "'D'you see that smoke over there? There must be a camp or something." Peter heard the remark and laughed. "D'you know what that is?" he asked. "Why, bushes, of course," replied Sax.
What did the housework amount to, now that he felt a sudden liking for it? And he found that he could memorize the laws while he was stringing beads. When he paused, either in one line of effort or the other, it was to do a good turn: put crumbs on the window sill for the sparrows, feed Boof, take Mrs.
If I could sleep.... Boof!... There goes the candle! Wednesday, August 4th.... I am growing accustomed, I suppose, to Semyonov's company. After all, his contempt for me is an old thing, dating from the very first moment that he ever saw me. It has become now a commonplace to both of us. He is very silent now compared with the old days.
"Boss, him no come back. P'raps him bin shoot, eh?" "Which way did he go?" asked Sax again. "It sounded quite close." "Me find um all right." "I vote we go too," said Vaughan. Yarloo looked at him for a moment in hesitation; then he pointed to the other blacks and said: "No two fella white man go. No leave um camp quite 'lone. See?" "He's right, Boof," said Sax. "You go with Yarloo.
Vaughan looked up and saw that his venturesome friend had climbed even higher than the platform, and was standing right on top of the main casting, and was waving his arms towards the south. "They're coming, Boof!" he shouted again. "It's cattle."
Scarcely had they done so, when they heard a tapping on the window. They took no notice. It came again. Tap tap tap. It could not possibly have been an accident. "What's that, Sax?" whispered Vaughan. "Blest if I know," answered his companion from the other bed. "Shall I light the candle again?" "Let's wait a bit and see," suggested Boof.
De Blacquaire's critical eye the young man was evidently not a gentleman. He had not heard him speak as yet, but could well afford to make up his mind without that. Nobody but a boof could have employed Reuben's tailor or his shoemaker. As for the girl, she looked like a lily in a kitchen-garden, a flower among the coarse and commonplace things of every-day consumption.
"Look, Boof," he said. "D'you see that thing over there? It looks like a cloud, but it's brown." He pointed it out to his friend and they watched it together. It was certainly getting bigger. "Looks like dust," said Vaughan. "But whatever could be kicking up all that dust?" asked Sax. "It's coming this way. Look, it's covering those trees over there now."
"Well, he were in dere, Massa Tom, an' I slipped into de boof in de next shop de odder place where yo' all been 'speermentin'. I called out on de telefoam, loud laik de Angel Gabriel gwine t' holler at de last trump: 'Look out, yo' ole sinnah! I yell it jest t' scare Koku." "I see," said Tom, a bit severely, for he did not like Eradicate interfering with the instruments. "And did you scare Koku?"
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