"And what is the hole for?" the little boy asked. "Is it to plant something in?"
"No," said the man, "it's going to be the cellar of a house."
"Oh," said the little boy, "is it? And do you think I could help you dig? I've got my shovel and my cart."
"I'm afraid," said the man, "that it wouldn't do. You see that great scoop?"
He pointed to a big iron scoop that was in the cart.
The little boy looked and nodded.
"Is that a scoop? What is it for?"
"The horses drag it, and a man takes hold of those two handles like plough-handles, and it scoops the dirt right up."
The little boy nodded again.
"You can watch us if you want to," the man said then. "But you must be careful not to get in the way of the horses."