Let's go help!" "Hadn't we better mark that tree again ?" cautioned the Angel.

"It's away in here.

There's such a lot of them, and all so much alike.

We'd feel good and green to find it and then lose it." Freckles lifted the sapling to replace it, but the Angel motioned him away.
"Use your hatchet," she said.

"I predict this is the most valuable tree in the swamp.