“No, you’re not,” he said. “Come on and I’ll treat you to waffles,” he said to the girl. “They make me tired.”
“Why do you eat them, then?” I said.
“I think it’s awfully nice of you,” the girl said.
I said, “Oh, that’s nothing, he’s a rising young scout. Didn’t you just see him rise? If you want to see him at his best go and have some waffles with him.”
“Will they mind?” she said to Pee-wee.
“What do you care if they mind or not?” Pee-wee said. “Will you come?”
She said, “If—I don’t know—if you think they won’t mind—if you really want me to.”
“Absolutely, positively,” I said. “Take him away from us a little while. The pleasure is ours.”
CHAPTER XXV
RESOURCES AND THINGS
“What—do—you—know—about—that?” Warde said.