Читать книгу The Complete Works of Algernon Blackwood. Novels, Short Stories, Horror Classics, Occult & Supernatural Tales, Plays онлайн

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They were all at rest, these wingless human birds, in the tree where Paul had long ago made seats and staircases and bell-ropes.

'I wish the wind would come,' said Nixie. 'It would make us all swing about.'

'And Jonah would lose his balance and bring the lot of us down like ripe fruit,' said Paul.

'On the top of Toby at the bottom,' added Joan.

'But my house is well built,' Paul objected, 'or it would never have held such a lot of visitors as it did yesterday.'

'Look out! I'm slipping!' cried Jonah suddenly overhead. 'No! I'm all right again now,' he added a second later, having thoroughly alarmed the lodgers on the lower floors, and sent down a shower of bark and twigs.

'It's certainly more solid than your "Scaffolding of Night," Joan observed mischievously as soon as the shower was past; 'though, perhaps, not quite as beautiful.' And presently she added, 'I think I never saw boys enjoy themselves so much in my life. They'll remember it as long as they live.'

'It was your idea,' he said.