What was it saying ?' 'It was something like this,' she said, putting a log of wood on the fire: 'Philip and Helen Have the island to dwell in, Hooray.
They said of the island, "It's your land and my land!" Hooray.Hooray.

Hooray.
'And till the ark Comes out of the dark There those two may stay For a happy while, and Enjoy their island Until the Giving Day.
Hooray.
'And then they will hear the giving voice, They will hear and obey, And when people come Who need a home, They'll give the island away.
Hooray.
'The island with flower And fruit and bower, Forest and river and bay, Their very own island They'll sigh and smile and They'll give their island away.' 'What nonsense!' said Philip, 'I never will.' 'All right, my Pipkin,' said Helen cheerfully; 'I only told you just to show that you're expected to stay here.

"Philip and Helen have the island to dwell in." And now, what about bed ?' They spent a whole week on the island.

It was exactly all that they could wish an island to be; because, of course, they had made it themselves, and of course they knew exactly what they wanted.

I can't describe that week.