The lake was a spot of beautiful blue, a gem in
the center of this lovely picture.
Suddenly, we heard a rattling of stones beneath, then a shriek.
"Stars! What's that?--GRILLY!"
And up he came bounding, as lively as a cricket. He danced around us
in the greatest delight, threw his arms around me, ran wildly here and
there, and danced and danced again.
"Grilly, Grilly!" shrieked the parrot, "how in the world did you get up
here?"--and his staid demeanor contrasted strangely with the monkey's
antics.
But Grilly danced and danced. The fact was that, even if he could have
spoken, he was too much excited to make reply. Grilly was great in
action; in words deficient.
The afternoon was now far advanced; and Grilly at last becoming
tranquil, and in keeping with the peaceful scene around us, I said to
him:
"How you came up here I do not know; but of this I am certain, that you
were not as long getting up as I was, for you arrived fresh and active,
whilst I was almost dead. Now, that makes me think that although I
cannot find the way back, you may. Therefore, you shall be guide. But
it is too late to start to-day.
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