You know yourself that he doesn't fit in here.

I don't say he isn't going to.

But I'm good at arithmetic, Blakeley--" "Gee, you're a peach on tracking, too," I said.
"Well, and I know how to put two and two together," he said.

"I knew, I just felt it in my bones, that that gold dust twin with his swell bathing suit and his waterproof mackinaw was going to lose his roll in the water.

He carried it loose in his mackinaw pocket--a camper, mind you.