"That's because we have to be the strongest, and crusts make you strong," explained Jess.
Violet looked at her older sister. She thought she knew why Jess took the crust, but she did not speak.
"We will stay here till dark, and then we'll go on with our journey," said Henry cheerfully.
"I want a drink," announced Benny.
"A drink you shall have," Henry promised, "but you’ll have to wait till it's really dark. If we should creep out to the brook now, and any one saw us—" He did not finish, his sentence, but Benny realized that he must wait.
He was much refreshed from his long sleep, and felt very lively. Violet had all she could do to keep him amused, even with Cinnamon Bear and his five brothers.
At last Henry peeped out. It was after nine o'clock. There were lights in the farmhouse still, but they were all upstairs.
"We can at least get a drink now," he said. And the children crept quietly to the noisy little brook not far from the haystack.
"Cup," said Benny.
"No, you'll have to lie down and drink with your mouth," Jess explained. And so they did.
