“You’re all wrong the first time as usual,” I said. “It’s a north bound train. Such fine Scouts! You can’t even tell which direction a whistle comes from.”
“I kept still,” Pee-wee said.
“Sure, that was the funniest part of all,” I told him.
Dub said, “Well, I’ll have a few more minutes to stay.”
“Golden minutes with Silver Foxes,” Sandy said.
“Maybe we’ll have time to go and get some sodas,” Pee-wee said.
“Go ahead,” I told him. “I’m going to sit here and see if any Scouts for camp get off this train.”
“Will you go with me?” the kid asked Will.
“You go with him,” Will said to Sandy.
“Come on, I’ll treat you,” the kid said. “I’ll bring back some gumdrops.”