“Well, safety first,” he said; “guess we’d better investigate. It may be just the shadow that makes it look that way, but that road looks too blamed near the edge to suit me.”
“Safety first is right,” Grove said.
Harry was just starting to get out and I was just going to tell him that I’d go, when all of a sudden Pee-wee was outside the car, shouting “I’ll take a squint.” And before anyone else could get out, he was walking along the road ahead of us.
“Watch your step,” Harry called after him, “and don’t mistake a hole for a shadow.”
“Don’t you worry,” Pee-wee shouted back.
We could see him moving along very carefully.
“Don’t move the car,” he called back; “keep the lights still—just where they are.”
We all sat there waiting, and I remember just how Harry looked, leaning forward with his arms folded on the steering wheel. It was so still that I could hear Skinny breathing, asleep.
“Watch your step,” Harry called; “how about it?”
Pee-wee was out of sight now; he answered, but we couldn’t make out what he said. Then Harry called.