Now d'ye want me ter set yer ashore or not ?" "Not," said Roly Poly.
"I don't think we have anything to say about it, Mr.Trimmer," said Townsend.

"The land that used to be part of your field seems to be on a scow or something or other and we're on the land that's on the scow.
We're here because we're here----" "Let's hear you answer that argument!" shouted Pee-wee in a voice of thunder.

"This is a river, isn't it?
Do you deny that?
It's an inward waterway--I mean inland--and it belongs to the government and this scow or whatever it is, is on it and something that used to be a peninsula but isn't any more is on the scow and we're on the thing that used to be a peninsula----" "In the shade of the young apple tree," said Townsend.
"That's just what I was going to say," said Pee-wee, "and you can't put us off this land because if that's trespassing then the land is trespassing too--it's trespassing on the scow--so we won't get off the land till you take the land off the scow and put it back where it belongs and then we'll get off it because, gee whiz, scouts have no right to trespass." He paused, not for lack of arguments but for lack of breath.
"So that's the way it is, is it ?" said old Trimmer darkly.

"Well, we'll see." "Sure we'll see," said Pee-wee.

"That shows how much you know about geography and international law and all those things.