“Isn’t that perfectly wonderful?” said Miss Katherine Kindheart.
“That’s nothing,” Pee-wee said; “you go around in a circle when you get lost; do you know why?”
“No, do tell us.”
“Because your heart is on your left side. You have to know all about astronomy if you’re a scout.”
“That isn’t astronomy, that’s anatomy,” said Cousin Prudence.
“Woods is my middle name,” said Pee-wee.
“Isn’t that a perfectly lovely name?” said Sympathea. “Walter Woods Harris.”
“I don’t mean it’s really my middle name,” Pee-wee said. “Suppose I was crazy about mince pie. I’d say my middle name was mince pie, but it wouldn’t be Pee-wee, I mean Walter Mincepie Harris, would it?”
“And do you really go round in a circle when you get lost?” Cousin Prudence asked him.
“S-u-re,” said Pee-wee conclusively, “your left side goes ahead of your right side—”