“Will you keep shut up till I get through talking to Dub?” he shouted. Oh boy, he was sure started. When he gets started he shouts right along without ever stopping and that’s why there aren’t any punctuation marks when he talks. “Will you not be a big fool for one minute!” he yelled at me.
“Go ahead,” Dub said. “I’m with you.”
“You stick with me and I’ll fix it for you—”
“Now that we’ve found the bandits,” I said.
“And old man Bagley’s will,” Sandy said.
“I know where there are rattlesnakes,” the kid shouted, “and I know some tenderfoots that are going stalking to-morrow right near that tree and—and—you can—you know how to grab a rattlesnake, don’t you?”
“Sure I do,” Dub said.
“And if that doesn’t work—”
“Then the rattlesnakes will stay all summer and Dub won’t. It’s the same only different,” I said.
“You take the lake,” Pee-wee started up again.