“Aren’t you going?”
“No.”
Bevis went to the hut, cut off a slice of bacon, and put it on.
Mark went to the hut, fetched a handful of biscuits and two apples, and began to eat them.
“You never brought me any,” said Bevis.
“You never ordered me, captain.”
“Why can’t you be agreeable?”
“Why can’t you ask anybody, and do something yourself, too.”
“Don’t be a stupe,” said Bevis, “so I will. But get me a biscuit, now do.” At this Mark fetched the bag for him.
“We shall have to wait a long time for our dinner,” he said. “They’re just having a jolly one at home.”