"It wouldn't be any use for me to try that," said Mark. "She's too strong."
"It don't take much to handle you," said Ben, taking a critical survey of the physical points of Mark. "You're most light enough to blow away."
"I'm only ten years old," said Mark, apologetically. "I shall be bigger some time."
"Maybe," said Ben, dubiously; "but you don't look as if you'd ever be tough like me."
"There," he added, after a pause, "I've smoked all my 'baccy. I wish I'd got some more."
"Do you like to smoke?" asked Mark.
"It warms a feller up," said Ben. "It's jest the thing for a cold, wet day like this. Didn't you ever try it?"
"No."
"If I'd got some 'baccy here, I'd give you a whiff; but I think it would make you sick the first time."