"Sure we are," Westy said.
"Then we know where we are, don't we?" Pee-wee came back. "A location is a place, isn't it?"
"Yes, but where's the station?" Connie piped up.
"Pee-wee's right," I said; "we should worry about where the Brewster's Centre Station is. We're on the earth, aren't we?"
"Sure we are," Wig said.
"All right," I told him; "we don't know where the earth is, do we?"
"It's right here," Westy said.
"Yes, but where is here?" I shot back at him.
"Search me," Westy said.
"Just the same as if you say a place is up," I told him; "how high is up? Suppose the lights go out, where do they go? How do we know? But anyway, we know they go out."