"We've got twelve loaves."
"Well, of course you can buy bread and milk, so I guess you won't starve."
"I guess not—not with fish plenty," they assured her.
"Well, now, don't set up too late, talkin' about gettin' off."
"We're goin' to turn right in, ain't we, boys?"
"You bet. We're goin' to get out of here before sun-up to-morrow mornin'," replied Bert.
"Well, see't you do," said Mr. Jennings, who liked boys to have a good time. "I'll be up long before you are."
"Don't be too sure o' that."
It was delicious going to bed in that curious place, with the stars shining in and the katydids singing. It gave them all a new view of life.
"Now, the first feller that wakes up, yell," said Bert, as he crept under the blanket.