I had an adventure with a couple of thieves and I foiled them; they've got seventy pistols.

I was watching The Bandit of Harrowing Highway--" "You got into bad company, youngster," said Ham, surveying Pee-wee's rakish cap and lawless looking sweater.

"You ought to be thankful you got a chance to get rid of that sort o' company.

You're kinder young, I reckon, ain't you?
Gosh, I calculate you ain't more'n four foot high.
Kinder young to be mixed up in stealings." "You're the one that's mixed up," Pee-wee shouted, "and anyway size doesn't count.

You can--you can steal things if you're--you're only a foot high--if you want to and--" "How about all this, Peter ?" asked his friend confidentially.
"I'll tell you," Pee-wee shouted; "I had a lot of adventures, I know two men that have, _shh_, they have _dead ones to their credit_! I circum--what d'you call it--vented them, and that man that just ran away, he was a traitor, but I can--" "Can you keep still a second?
One look at you is enough," said Ham Sanders.
"I've--I've got--three scout suits," Pee-wee began.
"Like enough you stole 'em," said Ham.