Didn't you say to me, `come on, Big, let's run for it now.
It's all alight.'" "Well, I thought it was then, old clever-shakes.

Don't you be so precious ready with your tongue." "Here, don't make all this bother," I said pettishly.

"I did light the rag, and it has gone out again.

Never mind, I can soon get another light." "Let's wait a minute first," said Bob cautiously.
It was good advice, and we did wait I suppose quite a minute, but to us it seemed more than five, and considering now that it was quite safe, I jumped up and we went back to the ridge, looking eagerly towards the place where the stone hung over the Gap, but it was hidden from us by the great blocks we had run round, or else probably we might have seen what we smelt--the thin blue stream of smoke that curled up from beneath the great block.
As it was, our noses and not our eyes saved us, for I being in front, and just about to pass on to the open edge of the Gap, stopped suddenly and said: "I can smell burning.

Can't you ?" "I can smell the tinder," said Bob.