g in really fine style:

"It is a poor man's paradise, and there is no place on the face of this
earth to rival it. You reach it by a pleasure cruise across summer seas,
to find it has the finest scenery your eyes have ever beheld and a
climate that is not to be beaten."

"Hear, hear!" shouted Rumple, clapping vigorously. He had led the
applause from the very beginning of the lecture, only it was a little
awkward for the lecturer that he mostly broke into the middle of a
sentence instead of waiting for a pause, as a more judicious person
might have done.

"Encore!" yelled Billykins, forgetting for the moment that it was not a
concert, and, as the lecture had already lasted for upwards of an hour
and a half, it might have proved a little tedious to some of the
audience if it had been repeated from the very beginning.

The rows of people sitting in the seats behind broke into a wild uproar
of stamping, thumping, and clapping which lasted for nearly five
minutes, and, of course, raised more dust to thicken the atmosphere.

The pause gave the lecturer time to recover his breath and wipe some of
the perspiration from his face; it also made him rather cross, for he
had somehow got the idea that he was being laughed at, which was quite
wrong, because all seven of the Plumsteads, from Nealie down to Ducky,
thought that he was doing very well indeed.

"If you don't believe what I say," concluded the lecturer, "just come
out to New South Wales and see for yourselves if I have not told you the
plain, unvarnished truth; and I repeat what I have said before, that
although it is no place for the idle rich, for the man or the woman who
wants to work it is not to be beaten."

It was at this moment that Nealie leaned forward to whisper to Rupert,
who sat on the other side of Don and Billykins:

"Would it not be lovely for us all to go? Just think how we could help
dear Father, and he would not be lonely any more."

"Rather!" ejaculated Rupert, making a noise which was first cousin to a
whistle; then he passed the whisper on to Sylvia and Rumple, and that
was how the great idea started.

When the lecture was over they all crowded forward to speak to the
lecturer, explaining in a rather incoherent fashion the reason of their
keen interest in what he had been saying, and their hard and fast
intention to emigrate as soon as possible.

"Our father lives in New South Wales; but most likely you have met him,"
said Nealie, whose kn