phwill

Updated: May 1, 2025

"Phwill ye evver fergit how you soaked me with the tomater?" Pete asked, leaning on his broom. "It wasn't hard, because I was standing so near," Tom said, always anxious to belittle his own skill. "Yer got a mimory twinty miles long," Pete said, by way of discounting Tom's doubts of himself. "I'm thinkin' ye don't go round with the scout boys enough." "I go Friday nights," Tom said.

Percy Keese Fitzhugh - Tom Slade at Black Lake