'Then let's go birds'-nesting. You can't think how dreadfully I want to find a cuckoo's egg. Arthur Hill has one at school, and he's so proud of it, he wouldn't change it though a boy offered him five sticks of mint-rock and a pea-shooter. I'm sure we ought to get one about here: I've heard such lots of cuckoos lately. We'll look in every nest we find.'
'All right, we'll go down the meadows by the river into the hazel-wood.'
'No, no! Up the hill, over the gorse common, and down the yew-tree lane.'
'You won't find any nests up there!'
'Yes, I shall!'
'I tell you you won't!'
'And I tell you I shall!'
'You were only eight last January, and I shall be twelve in November, so I ought to know best!' said Peggy crushingly.
'I don't care if you're a hundred!' replied Bobby with scorn. 'Joe was up there last night, and he found twelve nests, and, what's more, he told me just where they all are.'
'Then, why couldn't you say so at first? Are you sure you can find them?'