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Blackwood, Algernon, 1869-1951

"The Extra Day"

Accordingly, he made one more
effort. He recited in a loud voice the song that Stumper had made up
about it. If that had no effect, they must try other means altogether:
The East is just an endless place
That lies beyond discovery,
Where travellers who leave no trace
Are lost without recovery.
Both North and South have got a pole--
Men stand on the equator;
But the East is just an awful hole--
You're never heard of later!
It had no effect. Goodness! he thought, the man must be ill. Or,
perhaps, like the alarum clock, he was too tightly wound to go, and
the burden of the secret he contained so wonderfully up his sleeve
half choked him. The boy grew impatient; he nudged Judy and made an
odd grimace, and Judy, belonging to the sex that took risks and
thought little of personal safety when a big end was to be obtained,
stood up and put the buttercups against her own cheek.
"But I like it ever so much more than _you_ do," she said in a loud
voice.
The move was not a bad one; the paper wobbled, sank a quarter of an
inch, revealed the bridge of the reader's nose, then held severely
steady again.


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