“No; guess again, nearly right; something as lays eggs—”
“A turtle?”
Morgan shook his head.
“Not an alligator, is it?”
He wrinkled up his face in a hearty laugh.
“Alligator it is, sir. I found a nest yesterday.”
“And didn’t tell me. I want to see an alligator’s nest. I never could find one.”
“Ah, you didn’t look in the right kind of tree, Master George.”
“Don’t talk to me as if I were a baby, Morgan,” I said; “just as if I didn’t know better than that.”
“Oh, but you don’t know everything. I got awfully laughed at once for saying squirrels build nests in trees.”