CHAPTER VII—THE CHALK-CARTS
What do you want to know about next? More about the caves in which the old savages lived,—how they were made, and how the curious things inside them got there, and so forth.
Well, we will talk about that in good time: but now—What is that coming down the hill?
Oh, only some chalk-carts.
Only some chalk-carts? It seems to me that these chalk-carts are the very things we want; that if we follow them far enough—I do not mean with our feet along the public road, but with our thoughts along a road which, I am sorry to say, the public do not yet know much about—we shall come to a cave, and understand how a cave is made. Meanwhile, do not be in a hurry to say, “Only a chalk-cart,” or only a mouse, or only a dead leaf. Chalk-carts, like mice, and dead leaves, and mo
