“You never did,” a scout shouted at me.
I said, “Will you listen? If you all act in the right way and Tony finds that you’re not going to buy anything from him, he’ll move his wagon over here. Let him know you won’t buy anything except on scout territory. See? He’ll come across, you wait and see. All we have to do is hold out. The afternoon milk——”
“We don’t want any milk,” they all began screaming. “What do you think this is? A baby show?”
“I’m talking about a train,” I shot back at them; “a milk train. Didn’t you ever hear of a milk train?”
“I never knew milk came from a milk train,” Hunt Manners shouted.
“I thought it came from the milkman,” another fellow called.
I said, “Oh, sure, it comes from the Milky Way, just the same as germs come from Germany. You’re all so bright you ought to have dimmers.”
“Dinners——” Pee-wee yelled.
“There you go again,” I told him. “No, not dinners—dimmers! Listen, will you? The afternoon milk train gets here——”
“To-morrow morning,” a kid from Little Valley yelled.