Part 65 (1/2)
”Nay, she's lauchin' at her Cauder! She could na pe mair caud than the noo”
”Oh, very well; wait and see”
”Put she's chust choking her”
”Chust choking you!” cried Steve, laughing ”I tell you it's all true”
”Hey, then, what's to pecoroaned Watty ”She couldna pear a pit mair caud, and she'll have to pe perried out here in the ice and snaw Ye'll chust tell her ane thing, Meester Stevey She winna lauch at her?”
”No, I won't laugh, Watty What is it?”
”They keek oop a lot o' talk and clishto hae ferry short days--shorter than they are the noo?”
”There'll be no days at all soon It will all be night”
”Phwat! Dairk nicht, and no taylight at a'?”
”Not a bit The sun will not rise at all for about eighteen weeks”
Watty looked out wildly froreat-coat he had on and froonised expression
”She isna choking her?”
”No, I told you I would not”
”The sun winna coohteen weeks It will be all night”
”Then ta wairld's going to be at an eend?”
”Nonsense! No”
”Then the sun's coing oot?”
”Not a bit of it”
”Then whar she coing to?”
”Doard the South Pole”
”She canna understan' it,” said Watty piteously ”She thocht it was a'
talk to frechten her Then we shall nivver see the sun any hteen weeks without it, and then it will begin to get lighter again more and more, till the sun keeps up in the sky like it did e came up here just now You understand?”
”Nay, she dinna understan' it a pit”
”But you saw that the sun did not set for a long time?”
”Yes, she saw tat; but she nivver understood it a pit”