Hunt said, “They’re about the best I ever tasted. I’ve got eleven left.”
“I bet they were just cooked,” Dorry said.
I said, “Well, here goes another.”
Will Dawson said, “That’s one thing I like about the Raven Patrol; they have such good manners.”
Pee-wee said, “Do you mean to tell me a bee-line can’t have a—a—kind of a side track to it? Especially when we’re sitting still?”
“Oh, positively not,” I said. “A bee-line hasn’t even got any waves or wrinkles in it. It’s just as straight as a line drawn right through the middle of this cookie.”
“Or this one,” Westy said.
I said, “Yes, but this one is bigger. Do you see this cookie, Kid? Do you see that nut sticking up out of the end of it? Now suppose I draw a straight line——”
“You make me tired!” the kid yelled, and he started to get up.
“My official staff will be seated,” I said.