said Una . ` Not old -- fairly long-lived , as folk say hereabouts . Let me see -- my friends used to set my dish of cream for me o ' nights when Stonehenge was new . Yes , before the Flint Men made the Dewpond under Chanctonbury Ring . ' Una clasped her hands , cried ` Oh ! ' and nodded her head . ` She 's thought a plan , ' Dan explained . ` She always does like that when she thinks a plan . ' ' I was thinking -- suppose we saved some of our porridge and put it in the attic for you ? They 'd notice if we left it in the nursery . ' ` Schoolroom , ' said Dan quickly , and Una flushed , because they had made a solemn treaty that summer not to call the schoolroom the nursery any more . ` Bless your heart o ' gold ! ' said Puck . ` You 'll make a fine considering wench some market-day . I really do n't want you to put out a bowl for me ; but if ever I need a bite , be sure I 'll tell you . ' He stretched himself at length on the dry grass , and the children stretched out beside him , their bare legs waving happily in the air . They felt they could not be afraid of him any more than of their particular friend old Hobden the hedger . He did not bother them with grown-up questions , or laugh at the donkey 's head , but lay and smiled to himself in the most sensible way . ` Have you a knife on you ? ' he said at last .
Dan handed over his big one-bladed outdoor knife , and XXXXX began to carve out a piece of turf from the centre of the Ring .
Dan Flint Hobden Puck Una hedger left market-day nights wench