Rollo said he would not have him killed on any account. He was going to carry him home, and feed him, and tame him.
“But where is he now?” said Jim.
“O, we hid him behind a stone, down at the foot of the mountain, where our horses are tied.”
“But how can you find him again?” said Jim.
“O,” said Rollo, “we know; it was behind the corner of a stone, just in the bushes, where we tied the horse.”
Jim winked at the other boys when Rollo said this, though Rollo did not see it. He was vexed with Rollo, because he reproved him for stoning the bird.
“I would set him up for a mark, if I had him,” said Jim. “I wish I had been there when you found him; I would have taken him away from you.”
“No, you would not have taken him away. Jonas would not let you.”
“Jonas! who is Jonas? and what do you think I care for Jonas?” said he.
He then came up to Rollo, and looked into his basket, and saw it nearly full of large ripe blueberries.