He'd give it me if he was at home, and he wouldn't mind my fetching some." "Wouldn't he ?" cried Bob, whose sour looks changed to eagerness.
"Hooray, then! Cut off and bring your handkerchief full, and we'll send the stone sky-high." "All right," said Bigley eagerly.
"And bring a flint and steel." "Yes: anything else ?" "No, that'll do." "But, I say," I ventured to put in, "wouldn't it be dangerous ?" "Dangerous! Ha, ha, ha! Hark at him, Big.

Here's Miss Duncan very much afraid that the powder might go off and pop him.

Oh, here's a game!" "I'm not afraid," I said; "only I shouldn't like to do anything dangerous." "Well, who's going to, stupid ?" said Bob importantly.

"Think I don't know what powder is.

There, cut off, Big, and see how soon you can get back.