Two nuts fell to the ground, and the air was filled with shrill screams and the flapping of innumerable wings.
Iris was momentarily dismayed, but her senses confirmed the sailor's explanation--"Sea-birds." He reloaded the empty chamber, and was about to say something, when a queer sound, exactly resembling the gurgling of water poured from a large bottle, fell upon their ears.

It came from the interior of the grove, and the two exchanged a quick look of amazed questioning.

Jenks took a hasty step in the direction of the noise, but he stopped and laughed at his own expense.

Iris liked the sound of his mirth.

It was genuine, not forced.
"I remember now," he explained.