"See here, Dink," said Pee-wee indignantly; "I leave it to you. How would you like to stumble upon a loose eye all over the room?"
"A what?"
"A loose eye. This fellow Cyclops is all the time leaving his glass eye around in my diggin's and I don't like it. It's the deuce of a thing to find it winking up at you from the table or the window-seat. It gives me the creeps."
"What have you got to say, Cyclops?" said Stover, assuming a judicial air.
"Well, I've always been used to takin' the eye out," said Cyclops, with an injured look. "Most fellows are glad to see it. But, I say, I'm the fellow who has the kick. The whole thing started by Norris hiding it on me."
"Did you swipe his eye?" said Stover severely.
"Well, yes, I did. What right's he got to let it out loose?"
"I want him to leave my eye alone," said Cyclops.
"I want him to keep his old eye in his old socket," said Pee-wee.
"Oh, Solomon, what is thy judgment?" said Dennis, who had engineered it all.