"A stick?" Handsome asked, "I can find a stick! Oh boy!" and began sniffing about the orchard, trying to find something that Madeline or Roderick would like.
"A big stick?" Madeline asked Roderick, "Why do we need a big stick?"
"Well," Roderick said, "the way you need to cross the river is by using the bridge."
"And?" Madeline said.
"Well, if there is a bridge, then that means there will be a troll, too."
Madeline and Handsome got up with the sun. Miranda already had already gotten breakfast ready, a simple meal of oatmeal and wild berries. She and Roderick had already been busy, and they had already gotten together bundles of food and clothing for their journey.
"So how _did_ you find your way here?" Roderick asked.
Madeline told him the story of Handsome and how he took her bag, of getting lost, and of the attack by the cats.
"They bit your arm?" Roderick asked.
"Well, yes. The one in front jumped at me and…" Madeline said.
"We need to look immediately!" Miranda interrupted, "Why didn't you say something earlier?"