“He said ‘All right.’ I bet I can kick that telephone sign down if I take a good running jump.”
“All right, let’s beat it for the carnival,” Brent said. “Let’s leave the sign where it is.”
“Just as you say, Doc,” Hervey said.
All the way to the carnival, Brent was kind of quiet. But Hervey, he should worry. He was doing a new kind of scout pace, it was awful funny. The thing that stopped Brent from being kind of sober and worried happened at the carnival. After that everything seemed all right again. It was all on account of Pee-wee.
The carnival was on the left-hand side of the road but I guess we would have gone to it anyway because we were hungry. Any port in a storm, that’s what Brent said. We had some frankfurters and, yum, they went good. Brent treated to them.
There were lots of city people at that carnival, because Greenvale is a kind of a young city. It has a high school up on the hill. I suppose that’s why they call it high. It has movie shows and everything.
In the field where the carnival was, was an old sign that said Earth For Sale. That shows how important Greenvale is. They thought they owned the earth. The field was all dolled up and there were a lot of booths and a merry-go-round and ten cent shows and everything. There were lots of people there wandering around.
At the edge of the field, near where the road was, were two or three houses. There were men selling things on the back porches of those houses. There was a sign on one of them and it said Hot Waffles and Honey, 15 Cents. There were three or four tables on the porch and a kind of a counter inside. There was a fat man who I guess owned the place. He had a big white apron on. There was an Italian boy who was waiting on people too. All along the railing of the porch and even inside of the room were more signs. They said De-licious. They Melt in Your Mouth. Real Southern Waffles. The Kind That Mammy Used to Make. Here They Are, as Sweet as Sugar, as Soft as Snowflakes.
Pee-wee said, “I’m going to get some of those.”
I guess we would all have bought some because, yum, yum, they smelled good, but all of a sudden, Pee-wee started ahead of us, pell-mell, for the building. “I’m going to get two helpings,” he shouted; “I’ve got thirty-four cents.” Just then, kerplunk, down he went sprawling on the ground.