“I hope it rains all night. Don’t you?” he asked me.
“Sure thing,” I said.
“I like water better than fire. Don’t you?” he wanted to know.
“You’re changing,” I said.
He went over and sat with his face plastered against one of the windows, watching for Pee-wee. The rain was just dripping down outside the windows. The kid’s nose was flat against the pane.
Pretty soon he shouted, “I see him! Here he comes!”
Away up on the Sneezenbunker land we could see a black speck coming toward us through all the rain. In a couple of minutes it got down to the edge of the marsh and we couldn’t see it any more on account of the cat-tails.
CHAPTER XXXIV—ONE ENDING
Now if you want to stick to those fellows, go ahead and do it. I’m not stopping you. This story has two endings and you can choose whichever one you please. I should worry. If you want to stay with us and watch us play checkers, all right. If you want to go with them, all right.
First I’ll tell you their ending of the story. They stopped at Bennett’s and had sodas, and Charlie Seabury bought some gumdrops. After supper they went down to the Lyric Theatre and they stopped with Dorry while he bought a bell for his bicycle. After the excitement of buying the bell was over, they stopped in the library and Hunt Manners got “Kidnaped,” by Stevenson. He should have got slapped on the wrist instead of kidnaped.