“Don’t be foolish.”
“It’s all right; there is no one in sight.”
“It’s robbery.”
“How can you rob an idol? Come on.”
“No, thank you.”
“Then you keep watch while I put myself outside some of that grub. It’s a shame to see it going to waste. They ought to be thankful to me for helping the idol dispose of it. It is plain that he has no appetite.”
It was useless to argue with Herc in this mood. He vaulted a low wall and made for the feast spread out under the cherry tree. Soon he was deeply engrossed in stuffing away whatever looked best among the various viands across which he had stumbled.
A shout from the road suddenly interrupted him. The cry came from Ned.
“Come here, Herc, quick! There are a lot of men coming down the road. I guess they’ve seen you making a pig out of yourself and are coming after you.”
“Great guns!”