“But you think there’s one in the reeds.”
“Yes, but he did not come here.”
“Boas?”
“No.”
“Panthers?”
“No.”
“Something out of the curious wave you saw?”
“Perhaps. Well, it is curious now, isn’t it?” said Mark. “Just think; first, Pan could not have had it, and then rats could not have had it, but it’s gone.”
“Pan, Pan,” shouted Bevis sternly, as the spaniel came in at the gateway hesitatingly; “come here.” The spaniel crouched, knowing that he should have a thrashing.
“See if anything’s bitten him,” said Mark. “What have you been after, sir?”