melancholy.

"There's absolutely nothing to do, Pip," she said slowly. "I
didn't think it would turn out like this. I suppose we'd better
just go straight back and hand ourselves over for punishment.
He'll be too angry to hear any sort of an excuse, so we'd better
just grin and hear whatever he does to us. I'm really sorry, too,
that I made a laughing-stock of him up there."

Pip was explosive. He called her a little ass and a gowk and a
stupid idiot for doing such a thing, and she did not reproach him
or answer back once.

They caught a tram and went into Sydney, and afterwards to the
boat. They ensconced themselves in a corner at the far end, and
discussed the state of affairs with much seriousness. Then Pip got
up and, strolled about a little to relieve his feelings, coming
back in a second with a white, scared face.

"He's on the boat," he said, in a horrified whisper.

"Where-where--where? what--what--what?" Judy cried, unintentionally
mimicking a long-buried monarch.

"In the cabin, looking as glum as a boiled wallaby, and hanging
on to the poor little General as if he thinks he'll fly away."

Judy looked a little frightened for the first time. "Can't we
hide? Don't let him see us. It wouldn't be any good offering to
take the General now. We're in for it now, Pip--there'll be no