That lying on your back and looking up at the sky is what you call reverie, isn't it ?" "Quit your kidding!" ordered Dave.
"Is it reverie ?" asked Harry Hazelton, "or just plain laziness that ails Dave ?" "Laziness, of course," laughed Tom.

"Dave, I guess Harry has more sense in naming things than any of us.

Yes; that's it! And Dick thought it was merely poetic temperament." "Temperament?
What's that ?" grinned Dan Dalzell.

"Is that what you get in June by adding up the column of figures in the thermometer ?" To signify his lack of interest in the talk, Darrin rolled over on his side, turning his gaze away from the other boys.

In another minute Dave's eyes were closed, his lips open and his breath coming regularly and audibly.
Such was the droning effect of the warm June breezes on this glorious afternoon.
"Give Dave the chorus of 'He Was the Sleepiest Boy,'" whispered Greg to the others.