Thence he made his way, with the kitten skirmishing along beside him in the grass, to a staircase that led to a lump of projecting rock that enfiladed the huge green majesty of the Horseshoe Fall. He stood there for some time in silence.
“You wouldn’t think,” he said at last, “there was so much water.... This roarin’ and splashin’, it gets on one’s nerves at last.... Sounds like people talking.... Sounds like people going about.... Sounds like anything you fancy.”
He retired up the staircase again. “I s’pose I shall keep on goin’ round this blessed island,” he said drearily. “Round and round and round.”
He found himself presently beside the less damaged Asiatic aeroplane again. He stared at it and the kitten smelt it. “Broke!” he said.
He looked up with a convulsive start.
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