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There may be exceptions to the rule. I say may be. I hope there are. I'd hate to think there weren't. I'd get sad." Steady, gentlemen. Peewee's doll face has lost guilelessness. Peewee's face has taken on a derisive and ominous air. "I'll give you the low down," says she with a sniff. "Men? They're all alike.
As Tom glanced at these crude reminders of his troop and former comrades, he noted wistfully how Peewee's initials were always cut unusually large and imposing, standing out boldly among others, as if to inform the observer that a giant had been at work. Everything about Peewee was tremendous except his size. Tom sat on this bench and waited. It reminded him of old times to be there.
His favorite stunt is to say he'll take his hoss 'n' quit. He springs this right along. "From the start this trip gets to Peewee's funny bone. He don't do nothin' but laugh. Butsy don't see nothin' funny about it, 'n' he gets to thinkin' Peewee's laughin' at him. "Peewee'll lay in the stall at night 'n' laugh 'n' laugh. Pretty soon he'll get me goin', 'n' then we'll lay 'n' snort fur a hour.
But take your city directory and begin with Ab Abner and go right on through to Zeke Zimbo and don't skip any. And you'll get a clear idea about the particular gentlemen I'm talking about." Peewee sighed and shook her head. "Are you busy?" inquired the head manicurist. "Not at all," said Peewee, "not at all." Peewee's biographer asked a final question.
It will help you if you keep a record of Dr. Peewee's texts, and write abstracts of his sermons. Grammar, too, and general manners. I hear that you are very self-possessed, which is really good news. My friend Mrs. Beacon was here last week, and she says you bow beautifully!
He had not done such a thing since on summer Sunday mornings he used to stroll with the other boys along the broad village road, skirted with straggling houses, to Dr. Peewee's. Heavens! in what year was that? he thought, unconsciously. Am I a hundred years old?
The trail of Roy and his friends is short and easy to follow, and it is not the main trail of this story. He said that "he should worry about that fellow Barnard," and that he guessed Tom's fondness for that individual was like Peewee's fondness for mince pie a case of love at first bite. But did he forget about Tom, and miss him at the meetings? We shall have to guess as to that.
'The only way that dog goes a mile in forty is in the baggage coach ahead. I'm in a hurry! Here's a hundred fur the pup. Don't break a leg gettin' him out of the stall. "I don't stop to answer Peewee's questions, but leads the hoss back to the fat guy. "'Here's Salvini, I says. 'He cost you a hundred. "'S. R. O. for you, says he, 'n' slips me the hundred.
"'Now, says Butsy, 'I'm born 'n' raised in Mount Clinton, Ohio. I sees the race meet there frequent 'n' she's a peach. You can have a hoss lay down 'n' go to sleep on the track if you don't want him to win 'n' then tell the judges he's got spring fever. Everything goes except murder. We'll take that black stud of mine 'n' Peewee's bay geldin' 'n' hit this punkin circuit.
"Peewee's got the correct hunch the first time Snowball takes him out Hamilton runs off 'n' the boy don't get him stopped till he romps five miles. "'Can't you stop him sooner'n that? I says to Snowball when he's back. "Micky's at the stalls that mawnin', 'n' he butts in, as usual. "'Stop him! he says. 'That black boob couldn't stop a hoss in a box stall. Lemme me have him next work-out!
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