“This is the place where we trailed that convict, isn’t it?” asked Westy.
“Wait till you see my little nest,” said Pee-wee.
“Your which?” asked the Maniac.
“Shh, we’re near it now,” said Pee-wee.
“Boys, hold your breath, don’t breathe or talk, we are now about to enter the land of mystery,” said I.
“There it is, in that bush that comes down low like. Don’t touch it though,” said Pee-wee.
“We wouldn’t harm a hair on its little head,” said the Maniac.
“That’s nothing,” said I. “Let me show you where the daisies grow. Then you’ll see something nice.”
“Are you going to take us to the land of nod?” the Maniac asked.
“Oh, you’re going to do more than nod,” I promised. “Wait ’til you get there! Just wait.”