“I’m tired,” said Janet, after a bit. “Let’s sit down and rest.”
“And eat,” added Teddy. He was nearly always ready to do the latter.
So the children sat down on a mossy log in the pleasant shade of the forest and opened the little boxes of lunch they had obtained in the store.
“Before we eat we’ll spread out some of the cheese,” said Janet. “Maybe Jim will smell it and fly down.”
Teddy thought this would be all right, so they put some bits of cheese on a flat stump not far from where they sat down to eat their own lunch.
As they ate they kept an anxious watch, and also listened closely for any sound of cawing in the air overhead. But, for some reason or other, the crows, perhaps Jim with them, had flown away for the time being.
“Well, I guess there’s no crow here,” said Janet after a while, as she stood up and brushed the crumbs from her lap. “Let’s go on.”
“All right,” agreed Ted. “But we’ll leave some of the cheese here, and when we come back we’ll look again for Jim.”
“Maybe if we tapped on a tree like the woodpecker did, Jim would hear it and come to us,” suggested Janet.
“Maybe,” her brother said. “Let’s try it.”