"Creep close; nothing can hurt us here.

Are you sure you left the thing burning ?" "Quite," I said.

"It must be off directly." I don't know whether Bigley was aware of the fact, but he crept close between two rocks and behaved just as an ostrich is said to do, for he stuck his head right in and then seemed to consider that he was quite safe.
Suddenly, as we were listening impatiently for the explosion, an idea occurred to me.
"I say," I said, "what's the good of all this?
We sha'n't see the stone go down." Bob started up in a sitting position, and gave Bigley a tremendous slap which made him follow suit.
"Why, you are a chap!" he said as the idea came home to him too.

"Why didn't you say so sooner ?" "I didn't think of it," I replied.
"Oh!" exclaimed Big dolefully, "what was the use of me taking all that trouble about the powder.

I'm hot yet with climbing." "It's all Sep Duncan's fault," cried Bob.