"That's funny, isn't it?"
"No; he said he liked you because you were frank, and manly, and independent."
"Ah," said Harry, after a brief pause, "he doesn't know what a bad one
I can be sometimes."
"Hist!"
"What for?"
"Listen."
"I am listening, but I can't hear anything."
"I can, right away in the distance. Can't you hear?"
"No, nothing but the frogs at the riverside, and the barking of a croc. Yes, I can; something going thump, thump, far away."
"It's the drum. They're marching back with the elephants."