You go ahead over and I'll keep watch and if I don't do it you can punch me in the eye the next time you see me." It was not so much this proffer of indemnity as a supplementary threat from the window across the way which decided Keekie Joe.

He did not believe in Pee-wee for he did not believe in anybody.

But he was a bit puzzled at this self-possessed little stranger from another world.

There was a straightforward, clear look in the little scout's eyes which bespoke both friendliness and sincerity and Keekie Joe did not understand this.

The emergency decided him to repose faith in the strange boy but it was not in him to do this graciously.
"You keep yer eyes peeled till I git back, and giv'm the high sign, d'yer hear ?" he said with insolent skepticism, "or the first time I see yer on Main Street I'll black up both yer eyes fer yer, d'yer see ?" "That's one thing I like about you," said Pee-wee; "gee whiz, you obey scout laws without even knowing them.