“Maybe you can’t walk that far,” Pee-wee said.
She just looked at him, very scornful.
I said, “If you ever come over there, come and see us in our headquarters; we’re away most of the time—I didn’t mean it that way.—We’ve got a railroad car for a meeting-place down by the river. Drop in if you’re ever down that way.”
“Drop in the river?” she said. “Aren’t you perfectly dreadful!”
“The river’s all right,” Pee-wee said.
One of the other girls said, “I bet you have lots of fun, you boys.”
“We eat it alive,” I told her. “There’s a scarcity of fun in Bridgeboro because we used it all up. That’s why we have to explore the country. The next thing we’re going to do is a zigzag hike.”
She said, “Did anybody ever tell you you were crazy?”
“Nobody has to tell us,” I said, “because we know it. Anyway, I guess we have to be going now.”