"Ghosts," exclaimed Hadden roughly, for he was mad at his own tremors, "Ishould like to look at those ghosts. Do you think that I sometimes have never hearda troop of monkeys in the bush before, mother? Come, Nahoon, let us begoing while there is light to climb the cliff. Farewell."

"Farewell /Inkoos/, and doubt not that your wish will be fulfilled. Goin peace /Inkoos/--to sleep in peace."