"Home!"
"When will that be?"
"Just as soon as I've put through the job up yonder." He jerked his head up the river, indicating the common goal.
And now O'Flynn, roaring as usual, had broken away from those who had obstructed his progress, and had flung himself upon the Colonel. When the excitement had calmed down a little, "Well," said the Colonel to the three ranged in front of him, Maudie looking on from above, "what you been doin' all these three months?"
"Doin'?"
"Well—a——"
"Oh, we done a lot."
They looked at one another out of the corners of their eyes and then they looked away. "Since the birds came," began Mac in the tone of one who wishes to let bygones be bygones.
"Och, yes; them burruds was foine!"
Potts pulled something out of his trousers pocket——a strange collapsed object. He took another of the same description out of another pocket. Mac's hands and O'Flynn's performed the same action. Each man seemed to have his pockets full of these——