As he came back Jimmy was sprinkling a thin layer of earth over the bait in the can.

"Why not come along, Mary ?" he suggested.
"I'm not done planting my seeds," she answered.

"I'll be tired when I am, and I thought that place wasn't fixed for me yet." "We can't fix that till a little later," said Jimmy.

"We can't tell where it's going to be grassy and shady yet, and the wood is too wet to fix a sate." "Any kind of a sate will do," said Mary.

"I guess you better not try to make one out of the Kingfisher stump.