"Gee, I can't deny that," said Pee-wee.
"It doesn't make any difference to me," said the boy; "I'd just as soon be in one place as another."
"As long as it's not school," said Pee-wee.
"Oh, that's understood," said the other boy; "let's talk of something pleasant."
"I bet there'll be a lot of apples here later," said Pee-wee; "when it's vacation, hey?"
"I don't know whether they'll be here," said the other boy, "because you can't trust this blamed island over night, but they'll be on the tree, wherever it is, and the way to find them will be to look for the tree."
"You said it," said Pee-wee. "What's your name?"
"Roland Poland," said the boy; "Roly Poly for short."
"Mine's Walter Harris, but they call me Pee-wee. How did this island get here anyway?"
"It started being an island under my very feet," said Roly Poly. "There are five scouts in my patrol besides myself; we're just getting started——"