They are completely buried. Those above for some moments cannot see them at all.
Paddy O’Connell was in the first lot, and he declared that “the dacint burial at the foot av the hill was the best av it entoirely.”
The fun has fairly commenced, and sledge follows sledge down the mountain-side, sometimes three abreast. Even Claude himself and the doctor embark at last, both in the same boat, and find the sensation so delightful that they keep it up.
The dogs have exercise at this game too, for they have to gallop along the plateau to haul the sledges up again.
It is a mad scene and a merry one.
But lo! while the fun is at its fastest, “Look! look!” cried Dr Barrett, pointing skywards; and every eye is turned upwards.
A little purple cloud!
It was twelve o’clock and almost daylight.
What a shout rent the air then!
The sun would rise to-morrow.