We all went over and watched the dancing a little while and then we started home. Pee-wee’s vamp (that’s what we called her) disappeared forever in the wild and woolly dancing pavilion. Pee-wee never saw her more—that’s what Brent said.
“I wonder how the sharpy happened to miss the carnival,” Warde said. “He’ll die of shock when he hears there was dancing there.”
“Come on,” Brent said, “we’ve got to hustle.”
“It’s early yet,” Hervey said.
“Yes, it’ll be early in the morning pretty soon,” Brent said.
Hervey just started singing:
“Early to bed and early to rise,
And you’ll never meet any regular guys.”
He should worry.
We followed the Greenvale road to where Fox Trail branches out from it to the left. But anyway I guess the left-handed hike was off for that night. We dropped it, and if you pick it up you can have it—we don’t want it.