″‘I love you Kess,’ said Mumpo, embracing her. ‘I’m so happy, are you happy? I want you to be as happy as me.’ And he gambolled around her, laughing and waving his mud-encrusted arms.”
″‘Why aren’t you afraid, Mumpo?’ asked Bowman.
‘What is there to be afraid of? Here we are, the three friends. The storm’s gone away. We’ve had our supper. Everything’s all right.‘”