An I knew is we were even scared of him sometimes.
He never called any of us by our names--that was funny.
Pretty soon I went home.

It was all dark in the woods and dandy for thinking, and I was glad I had one friend, anyway, and that was Jim Hawkins in the book.

I guessed maybe that was the reason that Westy got the book, because only lately I had read it, and I had told him so much about it.

All the way home I kept thinking about Westy and I wished I had never found that out.
Mostly at night I sit on the porch with my mother and father, but that night I went to my tent and lit the lantern and sat there.

I like a lantern because it reminds you of camping.