‘Don’t you see?’ said Taffy, scratching away on the bark. ‘That will be our little secret s’prise. When I draw a carp-fish with his mouth open in the smoke at the back of our Cave if Mummy doesn’t mind it will remind you of that ah-noise. Then we can play that it was me jumped out of the dark and s’prised you with that noise same as I did in the beaver-swamp last winter.’