M.—And what shall I have? Oh, I'll take two large hairpins to stab him with.
Jack.—That's right. We'll stab him through the heart.
Enter Aunt Mary.
Aunt Mary.—Why, my dear children! How warlike you look!
Jack.—And well we may! We're going into the garden to kill the most terrible monster.
A. M.—Oh, I see, you are pretending to be warriors.
Jan.—No, indeed! We are not. It is a real monster in the garden. Jack has seen him—part of him, at least.
A. M.—And what was he like?
Jack.—He's an enormous animal, with great flaring eyes, and long hairy ears.
Jan.—And probably horns and tusks, but we're not quite sure, because he was behind the bushes.