Our cave was small, but with squeezing there was room for three.

I have no recollection of Broken-Tooth spending more than one night with us, so the accident must have happened right away.
It came in the middle of the day.

In the morning we had eaten our fill of the carrots, and then, made heedless by play, we had ventured on to the big trees just beyond.

I cannot understand how Lop-Ear got over his habitual caution, but it must have been the play.

We were having a great time playing tree tag.