“About a mile,” said Chris, and he had hardly spoken before from out of the darkness ahead came the Australian cry—Coo-ee!
“There’s Ned,” said Chris eagerly. “Come to meet us.—Coo-ee! Is it all right?”
“Yes, all right,” came back.
“Tain’t,” said Griggs gruffly. “He’s left the fire, and that turkey will burn.”
“Soup,” said Chris merrily.
“Well, soup, then,” growled Griggs. “Why can’t he stick to his work?”
“Anyone with you?” cried Chris.
“No; I came on alone. Where’s Griggs?”
“Here I am,” replied the American to the voice out of the darkness. “I say, how came you to leave that turkey?”
“Turkey! What turkey?”