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"You just want to get rid of me, that's what," said Pee-wee. "Gee, you might as well say what you mean, I'm not scared." "Oh, ain't you? Well you do as I tell you and you'll be all right. You do as I tell you if you want to get a ride home; see? Mr. Bartlett and me are grown-up men, we are, and we know what's the right way to do. When a kid is told to do something he's gotter do it.
"How do we know what was under the mackinaw jacket?" Tom said. "Come on, you fellows, and get washed up for grub." "Mm-mmm," said Pee-wee Harris. The affair of the kidnapping created quite a sensation at camp, partly, no doubt, because stories of missing people always arouse the interest of scouts, but chiefly perhaps because the thing was brought so close to them.
Half a dozen girls and as many hungry male guests of the party were in it clamoring for news. "This is terrible!" said Minerva. "I never dreamed of such a thing as this. Why, he's marooned!" "I'm all safe," shouted Pee-wee, "don't you worry." "Safe! I should think he is," said Dora. "If he had the British navy all around him he couldn't be safer." "The world is at his feet," said Townsend.
Hurry up." "Roy was crazy, you mean." They worked frantically pulling away the fallen boards and beams, Grove Bronson with a handkerchief wound around his bleeding hand, Wig Weigand with a great bruise on his forehead. Pee-wee strove like a giant. Soon the form of Blythe was revealed, braced by his hands and knees, and Roy lying prostrate beneath him. "How are you?" one of the scouts called.
My father's got a lot of money, he's got two hundred and fifty dollars and I'm not going to get dead." "Where's your father?" Pee-wee asked. "He's up the road and he's going to catch people and put them in jail." "Is he?" "Why do you say 'Is he? I didn't go to the hospital last night. Do you want to know why?" He asked questions as if they were riddles. "Yes, why?" Pee-wee asked, half interested.
Matches are civilized." Whereupon Pee-wee gave a demonstration of not getting a light by the approved old Indian fashion of rubbing sticks and striking sparks from stones and so on. "Here comes a man down the river in a motorboat," said Nuts; "turn the stop sign that way and we'll ask him for a match."
They had no difficulty in finding the office of "Old Man Stanton," which bore a conspicuous sign: WILMOUTH STANTON COUNSELLOR AT LAW "He'd he'd have to get out a warrant for us first, wouldn't he?" Pee-wee asked, apprehensively. "That'll be easy," said Roy. "If all goes well, I don't see why we shouldn't be in Sing Sing by three o'clock." "We're big fools to do this," said Pee-wee.
Last night, in fact, when Pee-Wee cried for his dad, poor old Dinky-Dunk's face looked almost radiumized. He has announced that on Tuesday, when he will have to go in to Buckhorn, he intends to carry along the three kiddies and have their photograph taken. It reminded me that I had no picture whatever of the Twins.
"How large?" Pee-wee shouted. "About eight inches by two and a half inches; now, shut up!" I said. Cracky, you should have heard those fellows laugh. "Well, whatever it is," said Artie, "it's lucky for me that you tied it just under the cabin window, because I fell into it I fell in good and hard." "I think you fell in soft," I said; "it shows how thoughtful I am. A scout is foresighted "
You said yourself he was a five-reel photoplay all by himself." Roy drew a long breath and said nothing. He was plainly in his very worst humor. He did not want Pee-wee to go. He, too, wanted to be alone with Tom. There were plenty of good turns to be done without bothering with this particular one. Besides, it was not a good turn, he told himself.
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