They'd meet and have tea and discuss. Then things be all right. They wouldn't set fire to the island. The three boys stood in the darkness, striving unsuccessfully to convey the majesty of adult life. If only then could get a message to us, "cried Ralph desperately. "If only they could send us something grown-up a sign or something. A thin wail out of the darkness chilled them and set them grabbing for each other. Then the wail rose, remote and unearthly, and turned ti an inarticulate gibbering. Harcourt St. Anthony, lying in the long grass, was living through circumstances in which the incantation of his address was powerless to help him.
