“Click! Click!”
“Guggle!”
“Then there’s the names of the idols,” said Mark. “We’d better find some.”
“You can cut some,” said Bevis; “cut them with your knife out of a stick, and say they’re models, as they wouldn’t let you take the real ones. The names; let’s see—Jog.”
“Hick-kag.”
“Hick-kag; I’ve put it down. Jog and Hick-kag are always quarrelling, and when they hit one another, that’s thunder. That’s what they say.”
“Noodles.”
“Natives are always noodles.”
“But they can do one thing capital though.”
“What’s that?”