Mark came, and saw where something had gnawed the potatoes.
“And lots are gone,” he said. “I’m sure there’s a lot gone since yesterday.”
“Pan, why don’t you kill the rats?” cried Bevis. Pan looked up, as much as to say, “Teach me my business, indeed.”
“Bother!” said Mark.
“Bother!” said Bevis.
“Hateful!”
“Yah!” They flung down knives and potatoes.
“Would the raft be wrong on Sunday?”
“Not if it was only a little bit,” said Bevis.
“Just to Pearl Island?”