They waved friendly hands and smiled in the most agreeable and welcoming way.
The tallest islander stepped out from the crowd.

He was about as big as Philip.
'They're not savages,' said Philip; 'don't be a donkey.

They're just children.' 'Hush!' said the parrot; 'the Lord High Islander is now about to begin the state address of welcome!' He was.

And this was the address.
'How jolly of you to come.

Do get down off that camel and come indoors and have some grub.