“Follow your leader, wherever he goes,” replied Hervey.
“Don’t, please have pity, if you start those verses again, we’ll all get crazy again,” said I.
“That’s all right,” said the Maniac, “if it wasn’t for those verses, we wouldn’t be here to-day. I’ll stand up for those verses whenever I get a chance, so there.”
“Let’s climb the apple tree,” said Pee-wee.
“Do you want to eat again?” asked Warde.
“Yes, let’s go over there,” said the Maniac. “I want to see Broadway. You’re all right, Pee-wee, your eyes should be called an academy, because there are pupils there.”
“Say you’re pretty good for a new one, when you get back to Maine, you’ll go back as bad almost as Roy Blakeley,” said Pee-wee.
“Ah, you have given me hope, that I may be so clever!” said the Maniac.
“Clever?” said Pee-wee scornfully.
“Hey, you fellows, come on over and see what I have found.”