“Sure, that’s why he doesn’t see Pee-wee,” said Roy.
They were off again, following Robin Hood, who strained at his leash, causing Toby to stumble along.
“You’re crazy!” Pee-wee yelled. “I know what he means; he means heroes; he can see them with——”
“Opera-glasses,” said Roy. “Right the first time as usual.”
“Don’t you mind him,” Pee-wee panted, addressing Toby. “Didn’t I tell you they’re all crazy in that—anyway, listen. It means—I know what you mean because if you do something kind of very brave like, then he won’t be stuck-up, but he’ll kind of notice you; I bet that’s what you mean—hey?”
“Yop,” said Toby.
“And anyway, I bet he’ll notice me if he——”
“Has a magnifying glass,” said Roy.
“—if he’s in my patrol,” thundered Pee-wee; “because I bet he’ll be friends with the fellers in my, in our patrol, won’t he, Toby?”
“Yop, guess so,” said the taciturn Toby. “He knows who’s worth noticing all right.”