Inside the bag, the camera was pressing into Albin's eye. He carefully lifted his hand and pushed it away. The movement was enough.

"Hey!" said the man, "Have you got an animal in there?"

"No?" said Groundhog.

"Come on. Let's have a look."

"But..."

The man pulled the zips apart and drew in his breath, and he whistled, like he'd discovered a really amazing thing.

……………………………………

They were sitting in their tree-hut again, Albin and Groundhog. It was evening, and they were both tired out and dirty.

"It was a pretty dumb idea," said Groundhog.

"You can say that again!"

"You thought it was a good idea before!"

"Never!"

"Yeah, but it was you that got into the bag!"

"You talked me into it. I never wanted to do it."

"Yeah, but you did do it!"

"Not the same thing."

"Yes it is."

Groundhog stood up and started to climb down the nailed-on boards that served as a ladder along the trunk of the tree.

"I'm going home!"

"Suits me."

"If you hadn't got in the bag, we wouldn't be working every day!"

"If you hadn't talked me into it," shouted Albin, "I wouldn't have to do gardening for nothing!"

"We could have made a fortune, if we'd been paid for all the work we're doing!"