all. "Anyway, I caught a codfish once," Monnie said, to comfort
herself.

In two hours everything was as settled about the camp as if they
had lived there a week, and every one was hungry again.
Hungriness and sleepiness came just as regularly as if they had
had nights and clocks both, to measure time by.

When the food was ready, Kesshoo called "Ujo, ujo," which meant
"boiled meat," and everybody came running to the beach.

The men sat in one circle, the women and children in another.
Pots of boiled fish were set in the middle of the circles, and
they all dipped in with their fingers and took what they wanted.

When everybody had eaten, the children played on the beach. They
skipped stones and danced and played ball, and their mothers
played with them.

The men had their fun, too. They sat in their circle, told
stories, and played games which weren't children's games, and the
Angakok sang a song, beating time on a little drum. All the men
sang the chorus.

By and by, Koolee saw Monnie's head nodding. So she said to the
twins, "Come, children, let's go up to the tent."

She took their hands and led them up the slope.

"We're not sleepy," the twins declared.