But you were at least four yards away from the impudent paroquet I aimed at; so you see what a horribly bad shot I am." "But," said I, "Jack, you cannot make three bows and arrows before to- morrow, and would it not be a pity to waste time, now that we have made up our minds to go on this expedition?
Suppose that you make one bow and arrow for yourself, and we can take our clubs ?" "That's true, Ralph.

The day is pretty far advanced, and I doubt if I can make even one bow before dark.

To be sure I might work by fire-light, after the sun goes down." We had, up to this time, been in the habit of going to bed with the sun, as we had no pressing call to work o' nights; and, indeed, our work during the day was usually hard enough,--what between fishing, and improving our bower, and diving in the Water Garden, and rambling in the woods; so that, when night came, we were usually very glad to retire to our beds.

But now that we had a desire to work at night, we felt a wish for candles.
"Won't a good blazing fire give you light enough ?" inquired Peterkin.
"Yes," replied Jack, "quite enough; but then it will give us a great deal more than enough of heat in this warm climate of ours." "True," said Peterkin; "I forgot that.

It would roast us." "Well, as you're always doing that at any rate," remarked Jack, "we could scarcely call it a change.