Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . I should love it, answered Barty.^^ Sometimes my mother lets me roast apotato for myself, and it is nicer thananything. The Good Wolf looked down at his sixroots and chuckled. Blue Crest has shown us somethingjust like potatoes, only nicer. There areplenty of them growing about here. Wecan always dig them up, and when wehave roasted them we can get some of thesalt that has dried on the rocks by the seato eat them with. What do you thinkof that? Barty was too joyful for anything. It \^ just like Robinson Crusoe, hecried out. Just—just—just! He wasalways findi
Barty Crusoe and his man Saturday . I should love it, answered Barty.^^ Sometimes my mother lets me roast apotato for myself, and it is nicer thananything. The Good Wolf looked down at his sixroots and chuckled. Blue Crest has shown us somethingjust like potatoes, only nicer. There areplenty of them growing about here. Wecan always dig them up, and when wehave roasted them we can get some of thesalt that has dried on the rocks by the seato eat them with. What do you thinkof that? Barty was too joyful for anything. It \^ just like Robinson Crusoe, hecried out. Just—just—just! He wasalways finding things. Thats the advantage of a DesertIsland, answered the Good Wolf. Youfind everything when you have looked forit long enough to give you a beautifulappetite. Nobody could live on desertislands if they were not like that. ;\^t^^\<;y ^ •?, ^ s- ^yj^iv;V Vy,?:?,. CHAPTER THREE
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