“Same one who has done all the rest of this monkey business,” Jack snapped angrily.
“You mean who shot that arrow?” Bob asked.
“Well, I hope there isn’t more than one party after us.”
“That’s a consummation devoutly to be desired,” Bob declared.
“This is no time for verboseness,” Jack told him, and Bob apologized.
“But when could he have done it?” he asked.
“While we were hunting for him back in the woods, of course,” Jack told him.
“Of course,” Bob repeated. “We were big dunces not to have left one of us to watch the canoe.”
“You said a mouthful,” Jack declared, adding: “Seems to me we’re always locking the door after the horse is stolen.”
“You can’t think of everything,” Rex consoled.