If you heard Vic Norris snore, you'd think it was the West Front in France.
Well anyway, Mr.Donnelle wanted Pee-wee and me to stay at his house a little while, because he said he was kind of interested in us.

He would listen to Pee-wee very sober like and then begin to laugh.

And whenever Pee-wee tried to explain, it only made him laugh more.
"Anyway, I could see you weren't a very bad kind of a spy," Pee-wee said.
Jiminetty, I had to laugh.
Well, Mr.Donnelle asked us all about the Scouts and we told him all about them--Pee-wee mostly did that.

He's a scout propagander let-- that's a small sized propagandist.

We told him, how we didn't know how we are going to manage to get up to Temple Camp in our launch, because it would only hold about seven or eight boys and we had twenty-four, not counting Captain Kidd, the parrot.
"Well, now I have a little scheme," he said, smiling all the while, "and perhaps we can hit some sort of a plan.