“He’s trembling with fear,” the kid shouted. “He fired seven hundred shots and got away with two dollars——”
“You mean seven hundred dollars,” I said.
“We foiled him!” the kid shouted.
“He’s all wrapped up in tin-foil,” I said.
The cop said, “What’s all this nonsense, anyway?”
I said, “Are you the police department?”
He said, “Well, I think I am.”
“You’ve got to be sure of it,” Pee-wee shouted. “We can’t deal with the civilized population.”
“Do you think we’re afraid of you?” that girl said, very scornful like.