"Now don't go to makin' believe that you don't know how they come
there," said Toby, showing anger toward his pet for the first time.
"You know it was you who did it, for there wasn't anyone else here,
an' you can't fool me by lookin' so surprised."
It seemed as if the monkey had come to the conclusion that his
little plan of ignorance wasn't the most perfect success, for he
walked meekly toward his young master, climbed up on his shoulder,
and sat there kissing his ear or looking down into his eyes, until
the boy could resist the mute appeal no longer, and took him into
his arms and hugged him closely as he said:
"It can't be helped now, I s'pose, an' we shall have to get along
the best way we can; but it was awful wicked of you, Mr. Stubbs,
an I don't know what we're goin' to do for something to eat."
While the destructive fit was on him the old monkey had not spared
the smallest bit' of food, but had picked everything into such
minute shreds that none of it could be gathered up, and everything
was surely wasted.
While Toby sat bemoaning his fate and trying to make out what was
to be done for food, the darkness, which had just begun to gather
when he first awoke, now commenced to settle around, and he was
obliged to seek for some convenient place in which to spend the
night before it became so dark as to make the search impossible.
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