how can you know it? You're crazy. I was the first one to discover it
since it was here and you're a part of it. But anyway I'd like to know
how it got here, that's one thing _I'd_ like to know."

"Come on up here and I'll tell you," said the wild native.

Pee-wee climbed up and sat on the limb beside his new friend. He was a
boy somewhat older than Pee-wee with a face so round that the face of
the man in the moon would have seemed narrow by comparison. And there
was a redness in his cheeks which made his head seem almost like an
apple grown prematurely ripe upon that blossom laden tree. He wore the
negligee scout attire and his happy-go-lucky nature was made the more
piquant by the easy, humorous fashion in which he sat upon the limb,
swinging his legs.

Pee-wee could not have found it in his heart to quarrel with any boy
whose face looked so much like an apple, and, moreover, it was apparent
that here was a boy whom it would be utterly impossible to quarrel with
on any ground whatever--or in any tree whatever.

"Gee whiz, this is a funny thing," Pee-wee said; "I was kind of making
believe that I was an explorer, but anyway I'm glad you're here."

"I'm here because I'm here," said the other boy.

"Gee, I can't deny that," said Pee-wee.

"It doesn't make any difference to me," said the boy; "I'd just as soon
be in one place as another."