I don't like to think of any; of my scouts falling down." "It's the same about my patrol," I said, "and I'm ashamed, that's one sure thing." He said I shouldn't feel that way and that he guessed playing baseball was good exercise anyway.

But he only said that so I wouldn't feel bad.
Anyway as long as they were going to eat I thought I might as well go ahead and see if I could do that tracking if it didn't take me too far.
On the way down to the other landing I thought what I'd say to Westy.
I knew he'd get a troop reprimand, but I decided he'd get a patrol reprimand too, you bet.

And I was feeling pretty bad about it too, because none of the Silver Foxes ever got a troop reprimand.

They got patrol reprimands but not troop reprimands.

And Westy had gone and spoiled it all and, gee, that's one word I don't like--slacker.
When I got to the other landing I started following that trail.