“So do I now,” said Mark, “and Val and Cecil—”
“And Ted.”
“Yes. But how could we know that there was a panther here?”
“But it serves us right for not asking them,” said Bevis. “It was selfish of us.”
“Suppose we go ashore and send Loo to tell Charlie and Val—”
“Last night,” said Bevis, interrupting, “why—while I was out in the wilderness and you were in the thicket the thing might have had either of us.”
“No one watching.”
“If one was attacked, no one near to help.”
“No.”
“But we could both go together, and tell Loo, and get Charlie and Val and Cecil and Ted. If we all had guns now!”