Bob Strong's Holidays: Adrift in the ChannelHutcheson, John C. (John Conroy)
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Bob Strong's Holidays: Adrift in the Channel
Hutcheson, John C. (John Conroy)
Adventure and adventurers -- Juvenile fiction; Boys -- Juvenile fiction; Siblings -- Juvenile fiction
No, all his energies were bent on finding out how it was that the
straight hedgerows and square fields became round, while curving
outlines grow straight in a moment, as if ruled with a measure, at the
instant of their speeding by them; and, it occurred to him, or probably
would have done so if he had given himself time for reflection, that the
question of squaring the circle, which has perplexed the philosophers of
all ages, was not so very difficult of solution after all--looking at
the matter out of the window of a railway-carriage, that is!
Yes, so it really appeared; for, everything seemed `at sixes and
sevens,' the landscape having its middle distances and foreground
irretrievably mixed up and its perspective gone mad, the country through
which they passed resembling in this respect the land of topsy-turvey-
dom!
Bob's surprise, and wonder and delight, at all he saw became presently
too great for him to remain silent any longer or to keep his thoughts to
himself; so, affably forgetting his previous `snub' to his sister when
_she_ had wished to express her feelings, he jerked in his head as
suddenly as he had popped it out the moment before.
"I say, Nell, isn't it jolly?" he exclaimed in eager accents. "Just
look out with me and see how funny everything seems!"
"Why, that was what I wanted to speak of a little while ago, only you
wouldn't listen to me," replied Nellie, more good-humouredly than Bob
would have answered under the circumstances. "It is nice, though, I
must say!"
"`Nice' indeed!" replied he indignantly. "It is just like a girl to say
that. I call it `jolly,' nothing more nor less. There's no other word
to express what a fellow feels; and I do wonder, Nell, at your putting
it so tamely!"
The girl laughed out merrily at this; and her smiling face, wreathed in
dimples, expressed as much animation as her brother could have wished.
"Do forgive me, Bob," she cried. "You are quite right. It is `jolly,'
the fields flying by, the trees all jumping up when you least expect
them, the hills coming close, and--everything! I have noticed them all;
for, I've been looking out, too, Master Observer, and have eyes like
you, old chappie!"
"Ah, but you haven't seen all that I have," said Bob, mollified by
Nellie's sympathetic accord. "Look at those little woolly lambs, there,
frisking about, with their sedate old mothers standing by, watching the
train with wondering eyes--"
"Yes, I see, I see," said she, interrupting him. "What great big eyes
they have, to be sure! I declare, too, I can hear them `baa' above all
the noise of the railway!"
Just at that moment, the engine gave a shriek of its steam-whistle,
which startled the sheep and lambkins, sending them scuttling over to
the other end of the field, in company with a number of skittish heifers
and young colts, which kicked up their heels in such a funny way that
Bob and Nellie both burst out laughing together in concert, in one burst
as it were.
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