Five Go Off to Camp
of my fingers!'
    'Well, you were waving it about under his nose, so what could you expect?' said George. 'He thought you were giving it to him.'
    'Well, he §han't have any more. It's too precious,' said Anne. 'Oh, dear -1 wish we didn't eat so much. We keep bringing in stacks of food, and it hardly lasts any time.'
    'I bet Jock wil bring some more,' said Dick. 'He's a sensible sort of fel ow. Did you get a peep into that enormous larder of his mother's? It's like a great cave, goes right back into the wall, with dozens of stone shelves - and al fil ed with food. No wonder Jock's tubby.'
    'Is he? I never noticed,' said Anne. 'Is that him whistling?'
    It wasn't. It was a curlew, very high up. 'Too early for him yet,' said Julian. 'Shall we help you to clear up, Anne?'
    'No. That's my job and George's,' said Anne firmly. 'You go down and see if Mr Luffy is awake. He can have a bit of ham and a few tomatoes, if he likes.'
    They went down to Mr Luffy's tent. He was awake, sitting at the entrance, eating some kind of breakfast. He waved a sandwich at them.
    'Hallo, there! I'm late this morning. I had a job getting back. I went much too far. Sorry I woke you up last night, Dick.'
    'You didn't. I wasn't asleep,' said Dick, going rather red. 'Did you have a good day, Mr Luffy?'
    'Bit disappointing. Didn't find quite al the creatures I'd hoped,' said Mr Luffy. 'What about you? Did you have a good day?'
    'Fine,' said Dick, and described it. Mr Luffy seemed very interested in everything, even in Mr Andrews's rather frightening warning about the railway yard.
    'Sil y chap he sounds,' said Mr Luffy, shaking the crumbs off his front. 'Al the same - I should keep away from the yard, if I were you. Stories don't get about for nothing, you know. No smoke without fire!'
    'Why, sir - surely you don't believe there's anything spooky about the trains there?' said Dick, in surprise.
    'Oh, no - I doubt if there are any trains,' said Mr Luffy. 'But when a place has got a bad name it's usual y best to keep away from it.'

    'I suppose so, sir,' said Dick and Julian together. Then they hastily changed the subject, afraid that Mr Luffy, like Mr Andrews, might also be going to forbid them to visit the railway yard. And the more they were warned about it and forbidden to go, the more they felt that they real y must!
    'Well, we must get back,' said Dick. 'We're expecting Jock - that's the boy at the farm -
    to come up for the day, and we thought we'd go out walking and take our food with us.
    Are you going out, too, sir?'
    'Not today,' said Mr Luffy. 'My legs are tired and stiff with so much scrambling about yesterday, and I want to mount some of the specimens I found. Also I'd like to meet your farm friend - what's his name -Jock?'
    'Yes, sir,' said Julian. 'Right. We'll bring him along as soon as he comes, then off we'll go.
    You'l be left in peace all day!'
    But Jock didn't come. The children waited for him al the morning and he didn't turn up.
    They held up their lunch until they were too hungry to wait any longer, and then they had it on the heather in front of their tents.
    'Funny,' said Julian. 'He knows where the camp is, because we pointed it out to him when he came half-way home with us yesterday. Perhaps he'll come this afternoon.'
    But he didn't come in the afternoon either, nor did
    he come after tea. Julian debated whether or not to go and see what was up, but decided against it. There must be some good reason why Jock hadn't come, and Mrs Andrews wouldn't want them all visiting her two days running.
    It was a disappointing day. They didn't like to leave the tents and go for even a short stroll in case Jock came. Mr Luffy was busy all day long with his specimens. He was sorry Jock had disappointed them. 'He'll come tomorrow,' he said. 'Have you got enough food? There's some in that tin over there if you want it.'
    'Oh, no, thank you, sir,' said Julian. 'We've plenty real y. We're going to have a game of cards. Like to join us?'
    'Yes, I think

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