the clothes-sticks! Let's pole the island to shore. I bet she'll like
you because you're big--I'll introduce you to her--all my old troop is
going to be there--hurry up--push--keep pushing!"

"Reach over to the west coast and hand me that pole from the north
coast before it goes over to the east coast," said Townsend quietly.

"Get up! _Get up_!" shouted Pee-wee, all excitement. "Aren't you
going to get up?"

"Positively," said Townsend, dragging himself to his feet.

"Shh!" said Pee-wee, "let's surprise them."

"You're the only one that's making any noise," said Townsend.

"I mean myself, too," said Pee-wee. "Shhhh."

"He's telling himself to keep still," Brownie, unable to control his
laughter.

"I mean all of us--me too," said Pee-wee. "Shh."

It was during the long and rather difficult process of poling the
island to shore that Pee-wee, unable to impose more than comparative
quiet upon himself, edified his companions with an account of his
recent adventure in Barrel Alley.

And it was his seemingly ominous mention of "cops" and fugitives which
Minerva Skybrow and her friends, lingering at the little refreshment