I wondered what Bert Winton would say if he were there in my place.
Pretty soon I said, "Maybe I won't go home to my sister's birthday after all.

Gee, I don't care so much about cocoanut cake anyway." He just didn't say anything, only kept drumming and whistling.
Then I said, "Did you say anything to Connie and the Elks ?" "No," he said, "but I shall; they'll have to know why I take him out of their patrol.

They'll have to know what he did." For a couple of minutes I couldn't say anything at all, and I just stood there gulping.

One thing, no fellow can stand up and say that I ever talked back to Mr.Ellsworth--no, siree, no fellow can say that.
But I just happened to think of something I wanted to say and so as soon as I could get started, I said it right out.

This is what I said: "Mr.Ellsworth, you always said a scout ought to stand up for a fellow through thick and thin--no matter what, because we're all brothers.