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Updated: May 22, 2025
It was dark, and had knobs, or warts, on it, as has the trunk of a tree. "Who who are you?" asked Nero, in surprise. "Are you a log of wood that can speak?" "Look out! Gracious no! That's a crocodile!" cried Switchie. "I forgot about their being here. Come on! Run!"
"Come on," said Switchie to Nero, after they had gone a little way further through the jungle and back from the spring. "Come on; I know how we can have some more fun." "No, I've had enough for to-day," said Nero. "I'm going home and lie down in the cave. My side hurts where the crocodile struck me with his tail." "Oh, come on! Play tag!" begged Switchie. "No," said Nero. "I'm going home."
Now I'm going to push you in!" and Nero started to run toward Switchie. "Hey! Wait a minute!" cried Switchie, raising his paw to push Nero away if the younger lion cub should come too near. "I didn't do anything to you." "Yes, you did!" growled Nero. "You pushed me into the water!" "No, I didn't!" answered Switchie.
And these somersaults weren't at all like the ones he used to turn by accident, when he was playing tag in the jungle with his brother and sister, or with Switchie. "Oh, dear, I don't like this at all!" grumbled Nero, in his cage in the ship. "I wish I could go back to the jungle. Oh, here I go again upside down!" And over he went, cage and all.
Nero was still very hungry, and so was Switchie, and pretty soon Nero saw a small animal creeping along through the jungle. "Ah, you are trying to get away from me!" thought Nero, who had gone to one side, and away from the others. "But I'll get you!" Then he stalked, or crept softly after, the animal, which was a big rabbit, and, all of a sudden, Nero leaped and caught the smaller beast.
At last Switchie and Nero came close to the spring. "Now you stay behind this bush until I look out and see if there are any hunters," said Switchie. "All right," answered Nero. Carefully the older lion boy peeped through the bushes.
Lion, as he nodded toward Switchie's father, whose name was Cruncher. "We killed a buffalo, but my cousin, Chaw, is hurt. The buffalo stuck him with one of his horns. Then I struck down the buffalo. Here, Nero, is a bit of meat for you, and, Switchie, you may have some. But not much. This meat belongs to Cruncher and me.
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