“I wonder when that brute will get enough,” muttered Sosee in impatience.
“If he is going to fill all that big carcass,” replied Koree, “we are up here for all day.”
“Our only hope is that the leaves of these trees will give out,” replied she, “so that he must go elsewhere to finish his dinner.”
“Or that he will want to take something to drink with his meal,” replied Koree, “and so go to the Swamp to wet his snout.”
These breathings of the lovers were unnoticed by the monster, who took them for whisperings of the wind, and went on leisurely eating.
“Never did I see such an appetite,” said Sosee.
“Or one so contented with its dinner,” added Koree.
“I don’t like this seat,” grumbled Sosee, “I wish we were on the same tree.”
“I neither want to sit up here,” returned Koree, “nor get down.”