Then Hervey started shouting:
We’re going to have our wish,
We’re going to get some fish.
Then Pee-wee began yelling:
I’m so hungry that I’m pale,
And I’d like to eat a whale.
Gee whiz, just as I told you, we were all crazy, especially Hervey Willetts; he was even crazier than I was and I was the craziest one there next to Bert and Warde and Garry. But one thing I’ll say for Hervey, he knows every place for miles around Temple Camp, and he knows everybody too, farmers and all.
In about five minutes we came to the bridge that the turnpike goes over. That bridge is a drawbridge and the creek under it is wide and deep and you can catch fish there only for one thing and that is that there aren’t any. There’s a big lever to turn the bridge around with.
“Let’s turn it around,” Hervey said.
“We’ve had enough turning around,” the kid shouted. “I’m not going to follow my leader any more till he starts eating fish.”