It looked as though one of the fantastical idols from the museum below had come to haunt the living.
"I do not like that Golliwog," breathed Mrs.Jasher to her host, when Cockatoo was at the sideboard.

"He gives me the creeps." "Imagination, my dear lady, pure imagination.

Why should we not have a picturesque animal to wait upon us ?" "He would wait picturesquely enough at a cannibal feast," suggested Archie, with a laugh.
"Don't!" murmured Lucy, with a shiver.

"I shall not be able to eat my dinner if you talk so." "Odd that Hope should say what he has said," observed Braddock confidently to the widow.

"Cockatoo comes from a cannibal island, and doubtless has seen the consumption of human flesh.