He seemed struck by his own words.
"What is that, father? Where have I heard that? What is it like?"
Sir Everard thought he had satisfied him, and was distressed to hear the question again, fearing he would exhaust himself by so much talk.
"I told you before, darling, it is like a sound of water."
"That's all wrong," he said, mournfully, half crying, "it's not water, it's waters—many waters."
"Yes, yes, my child," said Sir Everard soothingly, alarmed at his agitation.
"But say it again, father; say it right through."
Sir Everard repeated, "A sound of many waters."
"There!" exclaimed Humphrey, "now what is it? You must know what it means now!"