“Owl! calling like that!”
“Yes, to be sure. I’ve heerd ’em lots o’ times when I’ve been late fishing up the river.”
“But there was a big thing flew over my head, and it shrieked out.”
“That was a howl too. Some of ’em shouts, and some of ’em screeches. I say, I hope you’ve kept a heye on the boat!”
“Are you sure that other was an owl too!” said Dexter excitedly.
“Course I am. Think I’ve been out in the woods with father after the fezzans, and stopping out all night, without knowing a howl?”
Dexter felt quite warm now.
“I never heard one before, and it frightened me.”
“Yes, you’re easily frightened,” said Bob contemptuously. “You haven’t been to sleep, have you!”
“Yes, I have.”