That was about ten o'clock this morning and the tide was running down strong.

This little old island flopped around and went every which way but it stayed right side up anyway and do you think I'd desert the ship?
By the time we flopped downstream this far the tide was so low that our little old roots dragged the bottom and we stopped for keeps.

So here we are till the tide comes in anyway.

I don't know whether we'll float in deep water or not, or whether we'll capsize in deep water or not and I don't know anything about international law, but a life on the ocean wave for _me_." "I know all about international law," Pee-wee shouted.

"Real estate is in a certain place, isn't it?
If a man owns real estate it's bounded by something, isn't it?
Well, then, if it isn't bounded by those things any more how can it belong to that same man?
If a man owns land in a certain place and it stops being in that place, whose is it ?" "Search me," said Roly Poly.
"Besides I've got an inspiration; do you know what those are ?" Pee-wee vociferated.
"Have you got it with you ?" "_Sure_ I've got it with me! Don't I always have them with me ?" Roly Poly seemed amused.
"There are two kinds of scouts, aren't there ?" Pee-wee asked vociferously.