Chapter Fifteen
The Lonesomeness of Crowds
When the sound of the closing of the outer door reached them, Beman looked down at Peewee sharply.
"Well," he demanded, "what do you think of it?"
Peewee decided that Beman wanted to be congratulated upon his cleverness.
"We fooled them," he replied.
The old man was gazing at him queerly. "You don't believe it then?"
"What, sir?"
"That she was not your mother?"
Was Beman trying to fool Peewee, too, the boy wondered, or was he merely trying to find out whether Peewee was as smart as he himself was? So long a time had passed that Peewee had forgotten the doubts he had had when
