They followed him to his window and looked out.
“He’s digging for bait,” whispered Ray.
“What makes him so afraid then?” Pee-wee whispered.
“Guess you’re right, Scout,” whispered Fuller.
“Let’s sneak down; what do you say? Looks as if there might be something doing on the old plantation, huh?”
Pee-wee felt a little ashamed. Here, sure enough, was something in the nature of an adventure, and he suffered a little touch of remorse that he had thought and hinted about returning to the farm. He could not help admiring these two young fellows for their cheery habit of taking everything as it came. It made him feel just a little silly that he had dreamed of going miles away to some outlandish, unpeopled spot, in quest of adventure. Perhaps these two young fellows were not so crazy after all....
“Just the thing, huh?” whispered Fuller.
“Looks pretty good to me,” whispered Ray.
One would have thought they were inspecting something with a view to buying it.
“May turn out to be a sort of job lot adventure after all, Ray,” said Fuller. “I haven’t had much experience in pirate stuff. Maybe he’s burying the fortune that he squeezed out of summer boarders.”