"'Praised be my Lord for our brother fire, through whom thou givest his light in the darkness; and he is bright and pleasant, and very mighty and strong....'"
Mr. Payton read on in his calm quiet voice till he came to the end of the canticle.
"I like that part about brothers and sisters," Tom said. "The sun would be a brother, and the moon would be a sister...."
Nobody else said anything. Fatly had come to settle by Julian's leg. He had turned on his purr at middle register; not his loudest purr. Still, they could hear it.
And then they heard something else.
"Julian! Oh, Ju—ule!"
Julian sighed and stood up.
"Girls," he remarked, and went to the door. He opened it wide and leaned out. "Here we are, Porsh," he called, "here at Uncle Pin's."
Portia and Lucy and the Indians blew breathless into the house.
"We've found it, Jule." Portia panted. "We've found the safe!"