"Yes, of course.  That’s where Joe was.  Well, I pounded through the jolly old scrub all night—no luck, an’ I was pretty worried, ’cause Joe wasn’t no more’n four.  An’ all me clothes got tore, an’ I was scratched near to bits, an’ I kept thinkin’, if that was all the fun I was gettin’ out of it, an’ me past fourteen, how about poor old Joe?"