The land that used to be a part of your field is between the scow and us----" "Sure it is!" vociferated Pee-wee, caught by the idea of a sandwich so huge and picturesque.

"We're kind of like one of the slices of breads and the scow is the other slice.

It's thick and dark like rye bread," he added to make the picture more graphic.
"It's a kind of a legal sandwich," said Townsend, sitting back against the tree with his knees drawn up and talking with a calmness and seriousness which aroused the wrath of old Trimmer.

"It's a kind of an interesting situation.

We have as much right on the scow as the land has, as I see it----" "Sure, you learn that in the third grade!" shouted Pee-wee.