So engrossed had they all been in the examination of the toys that this feature of the situation had not entered the minds of Tag and Ratsey.
"Say, it's an awful lot to keep," began Tag, hesitatingly.
"We can give some uv it to oder kids," ventured Swipes.
"Really, dough," put in Ratsey, fondling one of the soldiers, "it ain't really ourn."
"Well, whose is it?" inquired Swipes.
This, of course, was a staggerer, and Ratsey had no reply to make.
"Sure, it's de bloke's what dropped it offen de train," said Tag, presently.
"An' who's he?" asked Swipes.
"Dun'no'."