“I see.”
“There’s a cobra there.”
“All right.”
“And if a shadow comes over suddenly.”
“What’s that, then?” said Mark.
“That’s the roc from Sinbad’s Island.”
“I say, Bevis,” as Bevis settled himself down again. “Bevis, don’t go to sleep.”
“Pooh!”
“But it’s not nice.”
“Rubbish.”