“Then we have to stop,” I told her. “Boy Scouts are supposed to obey the law.”
It was one of those things that had STOP and GO printed on it but I guess the cop was never there except on Sundays. Anyway I don’t see why they have that village there on week days. Nobody ever goes through it except on Sundays. If they stood it off the road it would be out of the way.
“Follow your leader,” I said. So then I sat down alongside the road and the other four fellows did just the same. We all sat in a row. We were right opposite the car with the girls.
One of the girls said to the other one, “Did you ever see anything so absurd?”
Sandy said, “Go ahead, laugh. We’re not ashamed to obey the law. The sign says stop.”
The girl said, “It isn’t for pedestrians, silly!”
“Will you let her call you that?” I said to Pee-wee.
“Do you call us pedestrians?” he shouted.
“I call you lunatics,” she said.
“Right the first time,” I told her. “And you needn’t make fun of us because we won’t go. I’ve seen lots of Fords that won’t go, and I don’t mean maybe, perhaps.”