I made a speaking trumpet of my hands and commenced to whoop 「Ahoy!」 and 「Hello!」 at the top of my lungs. […] The Colonel woke up, and, after asking what in brimstone was the matter, opened his mouth and roared 「Hi!」 and 「Hello!」 like the bull of Bashan.
I had to traipse around somewhat, helloing people and being helloed, before I spotted my mother and my father, sharing shade and a spread blanket with Pete and Marie Reese and Toussaint Rennie near the back of the park.