But he saw it would be a struggle if he won me, and he didn't want it. It was Deets who first got up his nerve to sample the fried grasshoppers. They wiggled and flopped and were hard to catch, and of course they only made a few bites, but they were better than nothing. Its meaning was clear enough.
There would be no time for leisurely biscuit making on the trail anyway. Oh, you probably had your mind on grasshoppers or something, Deets, Augustus said. Both of them were lying under the wagon, sharing the shade with Lippy, who was sound asleep. Augustus looked sober and reasonably serious.
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