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She pitched somewhat forward and aft, that is, her bow and her stern went up and down by turns, but we didn't mind that, as it was so very much better than the wild rolling that had been kept up so long. "I wonder what this means?" said Mr. Chipperton, actually standing up without holding on to anything. "Can they have got into a current of smooth water?"
Jump up and open the door!" The shoemaker did jump up, and we helped him move the bench, and had the trap-door open in no time. By this, the rest of the party had come back, and when Mrs. Chipperton saw the well open and no Mr. Chipperton about, she turned as white as a sheet.
They said they couldn't wait at home, and besides, they wanted to see and know the Chippertons, for we all seemed so bound together, now. Well, it wasn't hard to know the Chippertons. Before we reached the hotel where my folks were staying, and where we all went to take luncheon together, any one would have thought that Uncle Chipperton was really a born brother to father and old Mr. Colbert.
Have you life-preservers in your room?" I asked, quickly, of Mr. Chipperton. "All right," said he, "we have them on. Keep all together and come on deck, and remember to be perfectly cool." He went ahead with Mrs. Chipperton, and Rectus and I followed, one on each side of Corny.
Chipperton hired a one-horse barouche, and he and his wife and daughter rode over the island. Rectus and I walked, and we saw a good deal more than they did. Corny told us this, the first walk she took with us.
"Bang! bang!" went the guns of the yellow-legs, and the turkey actually stopped and looked back. Then he said: "Quee! Quee!" again, and ran in among the thick leaves. I believe I could have hit him with a stone. "It don't seem to be any use," said Mr. Chipperton, who was standing behind us, "to fire at the birds along this river. They know just what to do. I'm almost sure I saw that bird wink.
"Now, then," said Uncle Chipperton, who seemed unusually lively, "I must go see the Gordons, and explain matters to them. Wont you come along, Rectus?" And Rectus came. On the way to our hotel, we stopped for Corny and her mother. We might as well have a party, Uncle Chipperton said. We had a gay time at our rooms.
She was very still, and her head rested on her breast. "Asleep!" whispered Corny. "Yes," said Mrs. Chipperton, softly, "and don't let's waken her. She's very well off as she is, and now that her house is a little more comfortable, it would be well to leave her in peace, to peddle what she pleases on her door-step. Her crown will worry her less where it is than on her head."
By good luck, I thought, the Corny family and ourselves went to different hotels to spend the night. When I congratulated Rectus on this fact, he only said: "It don't matter for one night. We'll catch 'em all bad enough to-morrow." And he was right. When we went down to the wharf the next morning, to find the Oclawaha boat, the first persons we saw were Mr. Chipperton, with his wife and daughter.
When we reached the hotel, we found Mr. and Mrs. Chipperton and Corny sitting outside, in the entrance court, waiting for supper-time. A lot of arm-chairs always stood there, so that people might sit and wait for meals, or anything else that they expected. When Corny heard the dreadful news of the fall of our kingdom, she was so shocked that she could scarcely speak; and as for Mrs.
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