"What noise?"
"Why, Julia and you laughing."
"Oh, I'm sorry. It was stupid of us to leave the door open."
The answer jarred.
"Does Julia know my cold's worse?"
"Yes, she wanted to come up and see you."
"She did!"
"I wouldn't let her disturb you. But she's got a plan—rather an amusing plan. Julia is full of ideas."
"What kind of ideas?"
"Oh, plans for passing the time. This, for instance: going one of these fine days with hampers and some good fiddlers on an absurd flat-bottomed steamboat, that stops every time a passenger comes out of the virgin forest to the water's edge and waves an umbrella to the man at the wheel."