"It's an island!" cried Toby.
"On the Spanish Main," said Aunt Amanda.
"The Spanish Main!" said the Sly Old Fox. "A beautiful country! Full of palms,—and grape-nuts,—What you might call a real work of nature! Full of parrots, and monkeys, and lagoons, and other wild creatures; a work of nature, my dear friends, a real work of nature."
"And pirates," said Freddie, earnestly.
"I said parrots," said the Sly Old Fox.
"I said pirates," said Freddie.
"Just what I said," said the Sly Old Fox. "That
live in trees, my little friend, in trees; and have red and blue feathers, and——"
"Pirates don't have feathers," said Freddie.
"Dear, dear!" said the Sly Old Fox. "How can you say such a thing? How can you——?"