"Because I don't know all about it myself."
"Well, what do you mean by building this shed?"
"Don't call it a shed, Tom," said Billy Bowlegs, "it's a mansion, and these are our broad acres all around here."
"Yes, and the alligators down in the swamp there are our cattle," said Sam.
"And here's our fowls," said Billy, slapping at the mosquitoes, "game ones they are too, ain't they?"
"Stop your nonsense," said Sid Russell, "I want to hear Sam's explanation. Tell us, Sam, what did you build the shanty for?"
"To live in while it rains, to be sure."
"Yes, but how long are we going to stay here?"
"I don't know."
"Well then, why are we to stop here at all?" asked Tom, "and what have you been thinking about all the afternoon? You didn't open your head after it began raining, until we got here; you were working out something, and this halt means that you've worked it out. What is it? That's what we want to know."