Pee-wee said, “Sure, even if it was two glasses.”
“I could handle six just now,” Grove put in.
“Some bunch!” I said; “any one would think we were hunting for sodas instead of buried treasure.”
“If I had a soda it would be a buried treasure in about ten seconds,” Pee-wee shouted. Can you beat that kid?
Harry said, “Well, here we are talking about ice-cream sodas when the paramount issue is a five hundred dollar check.”
“What kind of an issue?” Pee-wee piped up.
Grove said, “I vote not to take it.”
“I’ll take the same,” Pee-wee said.
“Where do you think you are; in a candy store?” I asked him.
“I mean I vote the same,” he said.