They sat round the camp-fire, Dan rolling toothpicks round his mouth while Jesse rolled laughing on the ground.
“What?” asked Dan.
Jess told him about their game of Simons Says. “Petie Graham got something out his pocket to pick his teeth but it was a stick-insect.”
“Picked his teeth with an insect?”
“Just its leg.”
Dan tossed the toothpick to the ground.
“What you boys doing?” asked Mom and Jess replied, “Just drinking tea and speaking trivialities,” while the toothpick walked away.
“Well, that’s enough. Sleep now.”
The insect returned to its box, leading the puzzled children back to bed.