And then, slow and easy as a feather in a May breeze, down she flutters and lands soft on a hummock a little ways off.
And that Augustus--a fool for luck--staggers out of it safe and sound, and sets down and begins to cry.
"The fust thing to reach him was Olivia.

She grabbed him around the neck, and you never heard such goin's on as them two had.

Nate come hurryin' up.
"'Here you!' he says, pullin' 'em apart.

'That's enough of this.

And you,' he adds to Gus, 'clear right out off this island.