"Yes," answered Corny, "that's just it."
"All right; come along," said I. "They may be glad to find out that you know what they're talking about."
And so we all went to the upper deck, Rectus as willing as anybody to see the fun.
Corny seated herself on a little stool near the yellow-legged party, the men of which had put down their guns for a time. Rectus and I sat on the forward railing, near her. Directly she cleared her throat, and then, after looking about her on each side, said to me, in very distinct tones:
"Voy-ezz vows cett hommy ett ses ducks femmys seelah?"[B]
I came near roaring out laughing, but I managed to keep my face straight, and said: "Oui."
"Well, then,—I mean Bean donk lah peetit femmy nest pah lah femmy due hommy. Lah oter femmy este sah femmy."[C]
"VOY-EZZ VOWS CETT HOMMY ETT SES DUCKS FEMMYS SEELAH?"