Hervey started singing:
The turnpike turned round
And the trail it got bent,
We followed our leader wherever he went.
“Anyway, I’m sure I started in the right direction,” the kid said; “I don’t care what anybody says.”
I said, “Sure, if the right direction changes its mind that isn’t your fault. Come on, let’s go back. It’s long past dinner-time.”
“Let Warde be leader,” Hervey said; “he’s the only one here who has any sense.”
So we started following Warde back along the trail till we came to the railroad tracks and along those to the little iron ore car.
Hervey said, “The best way to find out which way to go is to spin the car around and call the coupling the arrow-head and go whichever way that points.”
“You’re crazy,” Pee-wee shouted. “Will you talk sense and let’s start for camp? We’ve been starting for camp all morning.”