fluttered and strutted about him. It was past the time to feed them, but Max had forgot. They fell into great disturbance at sight of him; one lighted on his shoulder and he remembered. He brought some shelled corn and began to scatter it upon the ground.
"He wass there, but he wass not there; he tore the baper off," said Max to himself or to the pigeons. "He woke the Javanese tearing the baper to strips. The box—it wass covered with baper, which wass not usual. He tore it off loudly and he opened the box. So he wass there—because he tore off the baper and opened the box. But he wass not there, because nobody wass there. He could not go out through doors or windows that were locked, and to walk out through the wall—that is imbossible!"
He began to drop the corn in little piles,
