“You have to thank that Daring girl,” I said. And then we told him all about it.
“Don’t ever give up, that’s the thing,” Dorry said.
“Do you know who you remind me of?” Pee-wee asked Warde. We were all sitting around on the rocks at the foot of the cliff, taking a rest.
“No, who?” Warde asked him.
“A frog,” the kid said.
“A frog?” I asked him.
“Sure,” he said; “a frog in a story.”
“I’d be pleased to meet him,” Warde said.
“There were two frogs,” the kid said, “and they were out for a walk, and do you know how one of them didn’t get killed?”
“Break it to us gently,” I said.