"You hurt my ears, a-buzzin' an' a-buzzin'." Shif'less Sol sank back a little and closed his eyes.

An expression of heavenly luxury and ease came over his face, but it could not last long because in a few minutes the boat reached the wooded island.

Shif'less Sol opened his eyes, to find that the sun was almost gone, and that the shadows had come among the great trees.
"Cur'us kind o' place," he said.

"Gives me a sort o' shiver." Paul had felt the same sensation, but he said nothing.

Before them lay the little island, a solid, black blot, its trees blended together, and behind them the lake shone somberly in the growing darkness.
"All out!" said Henry cheerfully.