"Oh, you funny boys!" said Sahwah, laughing uncontrollably.
"I think you might have helped me hold him down," said Slim to the Captain in an injured tone.
"I couldn't," replied the Captain gravely. "The butter got overcome with the heat and I was reviving it with a fan."
"Oh, you babes in the woods, you!" said Sahwah, with another burst of laughter. "You must be having the time of your lives."
"We are," replied the Captain. "Won't you stay to dinner? There isn't anything to eat but a can of tomato soup, but you're welcome to that."
"Oh, we hadn't better," replied Sahwah, "they will be wondering at home what has become of us, and besides, it would make too much trouble for you."
"Too much trouble!" snorted the Captain. "That's just like a girl. As if a girl ever cared how much trouble she made for a fellow! Come on and stay, we want you. We're lonesome."
Thus pressed, the girls accepted the invitation, and pretty soon they were all sitting in a circle under the trees with cups and spoons in their hands, and the Captain was singing at the top of his voice:
"Glorious, glorious,
One can of soup for the four of us,