"Well, we've had quite a week," said Townsend; "and now that we're
started I hope we'll stick together and make a real, honest-to-goodness
patrol. Joe is with us to the last ditch--out for the second rate
badge----"
"You mean the second _class_ badge," Pee-wee thundered.
"Brownie is going to be steward or whatever you----"
"Don't talk about stew," said Billy.
"Pardon me, my fault," said Townsend, "only I'd like to rise to remark
while I'm lying here that I think we're going to make a pretty nifty
patrol. Joe wouldn't go in swimming on account of his mother; couldn't
force him to it, so there you are."
"And he's going to school Monday," said Pee-wee; "because I met his
teacher in the--the--eh--the store."
"Candy store?"
"How did you know?" Pee-wee gasped.
"Just an inspiration," said Townsend.
"And I told her he's going to school every single day after this," said
Pee-wee. "So are you?" he demanded of Keekie Joe.
"Posilutely he is, if not more so," said Townsend. "Every day except
Saturday. He's even willing to eat hunter's stew and a fellow that
will do that doesn't mind school; he can stand anything. How about
that, Joe?"
"I gotta do what you sez," said Joe.
"There you are," said Townsend. "What more do you want? We're _all_
going to school because the school won't come to us. So now let's tell
riddles till we get tired of hearing each other talk and then we'll
turn in. And we'll camp here all day to-morrow and to-morrow night,
and the next day-school.
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