“What d’you mean, the question?” the kid shouted.
“The point in the railroad tracks,” Brent said. “We think it’s about a mile or two off, but we can’t say. You’ve noticed how the West Shore tracks come together away up the line—to a point? Do you realize what that means? The terrible danger to trains at that spot? When a train reaches a place where the two rails come together, what happens to the train? It’s terrible even to think of. We’re going to follow the West Shore tracks north till we come to that spot and then write a report about it. We’re going to see if we can’t have it remedied. It’s our duty as boy scouts to save life. Will you join us?”
“Now I know you’re all crazy!” Pee-wee shouted.
“We knew that yesterday,” I told him.
“No wonder Warde won’t go,” he said; “anyway, he’s got a little sense since yesterday. Gee whiz, any one that doesn’t know there’s no end to a circle——”
“Now we know,” I said, “but we had to find out. Now we know it’s not safe to go around much. So we’ve decided to go straight after this, haven’t we, Brent?”
“Always,” Brent said; “we’ve learned our lesson.”
Pee-wee shouted, “Yes, and I’ve learned mine too, and I’m not going to go.”
“Can we depend on that?” Brent said. “I heard a cow was run over at that spot the other day and the neighborhood is filled with chipped beef. Would that interest you?”
“Are we going to be back for supper?” Pee-wee wanted to know.