The only one of us that was normal was Warde; he’s so normal that he’s going to the State Normal School, only when he’s with us he’s crazy because it’s catching.
The first trouble we had just before we started was really just after we started, because when we passed Commissary Shack we were going to stop and have them put us up a lunch, but Hervey said we were on the path to the main road and Commissary Shack was on our right, and we had no right to stop there.
“We haven’t started yet,” Pee-wee shouted. “We don’t start till we get to the road; we’re still in camp!”
“Who’s still?” I asked him. “It’s the first time I ever knew you to be still. We’re on the path leading to the main road. If you leave the path you’re out of the hike. On this hike we have no right to pay any attention to anything that’s right. We can only turn into roads to the left and we can’t pay any attention to things on the right-hand side of those roads—only the left. There isn’t any right at all on this hike. We’re only supposed to see out of our left eyes.”
“Do you mean to tell me I have to keep my right eye shut?” Pee-wee shouted.
“And your mouth too,” I told him.
“Now I know you’re all crazy!” he yelled.
“Right,” I said.
“You mean left,” Hervey put in.
Brent said, “Before we go any farther let’s settle about the rules.”