“Certainly.”
“Come on, Paul, tell us.”
“Hey, Jack, don’t hold back on us.”
Jack, to tantalize his friends, turned to Paul and asked, “Do you think we ought to tell them?”
“Hey, how do you get that way?”
Wallace began jumping up and down. “You better tell us,” he cried, “or we’ll roast you.”
“Roast them, that’s it,” echoed Bobolink.
Paul held up his hand and the boys quieted down. “We’ve been over to the airport,” he announced.
Bedlam broke loose, the boys were so thrilled and excited. So many questions were hurled at the two boys that they stuck their fingers into their ears and turned away. When the boys finally quieted down again, Paul said, “If you promise to keep order, we’ll tell you about it.”