“Stick up together.”
“How? Why?”
“If you take a hatchet and chop a big notch in them, they stick up together again directly.”
“Join up.”
“Like glue.”
“Then the thing is, how did the savages get here? Nobody has ever been here before us; now where did they come from? There are sure to be grand ruins in the jungle somewhere,” said Bevis, “all carved, and covered with inscriptions.”
“Huge trees growing on the top.”
“Magic signs chipped out on stones, and books made of string with knots instead of writing.”
Kaak! kaak! A heron was descending. The unearthly noise made them look up.
“Are there any tidal waves?” said Mark.