His mother calling from the foot of the narrow wooden stairway: "Ty-ler!," rising inflection.

[Sings] Tum-ty-tum, tum-ty-tum!

He relieved his feelings with a ty-e-e-e of amazement, and led the way, or rather crawled away, to the interior of the tent, where I found the Major endeavouring with a dull Korak knife to cut his frozen beard loose from his fur hood and open communication with his mouth through a sheet of ice and hair.

"Naugh-ty puss, your jaws, you lick!