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"On our island!"
"Don't you--don't you!" repeated Loo. "You!"
"You!" One word but such intense wrath. "O!" cried Loo, beginning to sob. "You!"
"You!"
"O! Don't! He were so hungry." Sob, sob.
"Pooh!"
"Yah!"
"Yow--wow!" barked Pan. "He--he," sobbed Loo. "He--he--"
"He--what?"
"He were so hungry." Sob, sob. "Who?"
"Samson."
"Who's Samson?"
"My--y--lit--tle--brother."
"Then you took our things?" said Mark. "He--he--kept on crying."
"You had the damper--"
"And the potatoes--"
"And the bacon--"
"You didn't--didn't care for it," sobbed Loo. "Did you take the rabbit-skin?" said Mark. "Yes--es."
"But Samson didn't eat that; did he?"
"I--I--sold it."
"What for?"
"Ha'-penny of jumbles for Samson." Jumbles are sweets.
"How did you get here?"
"I come."
"How?"
"I come."
"It's disgusting," said Bevis, turning to Mark; "spoiling our island."
"Not a tiger," said Mark. "Only a girl."
"It's not proper," said Bevis in a towering rage. "Tigers are proper, girls are not proper."
"No; that they're not."
"Girls are--Foo!--"
"Very--foo!" Contemptuous puffing. "It's not the stealing."
"No; it's the coming--"
"Where you're not wanted--"
"Horrible!"
"Hateful!"
"What shall we do?"
"Can't kill her."
"Nor torture her."
"Nor scalp her."
"Thing!"
"Creature!"
"Yow--wow!"
"Tie her up."
"If we were savages we'd cook you!"
"Limb at a time."
"What _can_ we do with her?"
"Let me stop," said Loo pleadingly. "Let _you_ stop! You!"
"I can cook and make tea and wash things."
"Stop a minute," said Mark. "Perhaps she's a native."
