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I found that the two notes which syllabled themselves to my ear as "see-e he-e-re!" were prefaced by a low, staccato utterance like "quick!" and all were on the same note of the musical scale.
"I knew you'd spring something like this," said Stan. "Take your time." "I'm afraid it's you that will take time, my boy. Can't you dig up any evidence to help you?" "I don't see how. I went to sleep and didn't hear a thing; didn't wake up till they arrested me." "Oh! You're claiming that you didn't do the robbin' at all? I see-e!
He wore a red fez, much askew, and his American trousers and waistcoat were enlivened by a tennis-sash of orange and red and a smoking-coat faced with vivid green. He was smoking a decorated Turkish pipe 'Toor-kaish, he called it and a low table and sundry decorated boxes and packages were his sole stock-in-trade. 'Kum-all-ong! he reiterated. 'Kum-e see-e me-e-e smoke! Easy so no noise; so!
"No ear at all for music," he muttered, as he saw they were as mystified as ever, and in a loud, clear voice, he sang, "Maude can see-e! Maude can see-e!" It was enough. Most of that group had known and respected the blind girl, and joining at once in the negro's enthusiasm they sent up a deafening shout for "Maude De Vere, restored to sight."
On we went recklessly, intent upon one thing only, seeing the bird who, enthroned on his tree-top, calmly and serenely uttered his musical "see-e he-e-re!" while we struggled and scrambled and fought our way down below. We reached a steep bank, and paused a moment, breathless, disheveled, my interest in the beguiler long ago cooled.
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