“What do you think that I had better do?” said Phonny.
“Play, I rather think,” said Beechnut.
“I thought you would say work,” said Phonny.
“You had better play, in order to keep Malleville company,” said Beechnut.
“Well,” said Phonny, “I will.”
So while Beechnut went to work to get a new load of wood, Phonny and Malleville went away to play.
There was a precipice of rocks near the place where Beechnut was loading his cart, with a great many large rocks at the foot of it. The top of the precipice was crowned with trees, and there were also a great many bushes and trees growing among the rocks below. It was a very wild and romantic place, and Phonny and Malleville liked to play there very much indeed.
After a time Phonny called out to Beechnut to inquire whether he had any matches in his pocket. He said that he and Malleville were going to build a fire.
“Yes,” said Beechnut, “I have. Come here and I will give you some.”
So Phonny sent Malleville after the matches, while he collected dry wood for a fire. When Malleville returned, she gave Phonny the matches, and told him that Beechnut said that they must make the fire on the rocks somewhere, or in some other safe place, so that it should not spread into the woods.