Because he's one real scout and none of the rest of you know anything about scouting alongside of him--You don't.

And anyway I don't care so much if I'm not leader any more, if I could only be sure you'd elect him leader--" "He stands a tall chance," I heard a fellow say.
"About as tall as Pee-wee," another fellow said.
He was trying to be smart.
"Maybe he'll have a tall chance, as tall as the Woolworth Building," I said; "you'd better keep still.

I want to ask Mr.Ellsworth if I can say something--while I'm still Silver Fox leader, that's all." "Surely you may, Roy," he said, kind of pleasant.
"Because there's one more thing I'm going to say for my patrol.

I--I started that patrol and--" Oh, gee, then I broke right down, not exactly crying, but you know, there was something in my throat and I just couldn't talk for a minute.
"Go on, Roy," Mr.Ellsworth said, and he was awfully nice, I have to admit that.
So I said how I started that patrol and did the best I could and always told the fellows to be loyal and how disgrace spills all over just like Mr.Ellsworth himself told us.
"Anyway, Mr.Ellsworth," I said, "I can't say it as good as I'd like to, because--you know--" "Take your time, Roy," he said.
"Anyway, you remember how you spoke about the laws." I was holding tight to the Silver Fox standard and it kind of helped me to speak, and I guess pretty soon my voice didn't shake.

"I know all the laws," I said, "and I think more about them than I do about stunts and adventures and things--" "How about baseball ?" a fellow said, but I didn't pay any attention to him, and Mr.Ellsworth frowned at him.
"And only to-night I looked at them," I said, "and I made marks next to two of them." Then I fumbled in my pocket and got out the Handbook, and I reminded myself of a lawyer.