“Oh, do tell us about that,” cried Junkie and his brothers, turning eagerly to Jackman.
“So I will, my boys; but not now. It will take too long. Some other time, in the house, perhaps, when a bad day comes.”
“No, now, now!” cried Junkie.
Seeing that most of those present had lighted their pipes, and that the laird seemed to wish it, Jackman washed down his lunch with a glass of sparkling water, cleared his throat, and began.
Chapter Eight.
Jackman’s Wonderful Elephant Story.
“Once upon a time,” said Jackman, glancing at Junkie and Robin Tips, who sat before him open-mouthed and open-eyed, as if ready to swallow anything...
“Yes,” murmured Junkie, nodding, “that’s the right way to begin.”