Roy Blakeley's Silver Fox Patrol
bridge and he says a German spy left it there.

He has a black feather that he wears stuck in a button hole, because he says it was dropped by a raven. He’s in the Raven Patrol, you know. My sister said it dropped out of a girl’s hat.

When we got to Bennett’s we were just going to buy a couple of cones, when who should come walking in but Grace Bronson. Grove Bronson is her brother—he’s in our troop. He’s one of the raving Ravens, too. They’re crazy about tracking, the Ravens are—tracking and marsh-mallows. Right behind her, who do you think came walking in?

Oh boy, Harry Donnelle!

Maybe you don’t know him. But anyway, everybody in Bridgeboro knows him. And if you’ve read all the crazy stuff I’ve written about our adventures, you must know him. He’s about twenty-six years old, that fellow is, and Mr. Ellsworth tried to get him to start a scout troop, but he wouldn’t do it, because he said every night he has to kill a couple of Chinamen. He was a lieutenant in France and he got the Service Cross. He’s got red hair. I bet Grace Bronson likes him a lot—gee whiz, you couldn’t blame her. He’s kind of happy-go-lucky, reckless—you know. He’s Professor Donnelle’s son, but anyway, he’s not going to be a professor, because there’s no adventure in it. He’s been to Samoa and South Africa, that fellow has. He said if there was a tin spoon buried miles and miles away, he’d go and dig it up. That’s the kind of a fellow he is. He had jungle fever, too, and a lot of peachy things.

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He always stops and speaks to us, because he likes us, so that night he gave me a kind of a push and shoved my hat to the back of my head and said, “What are you doing, Rob Roy? Buying out the store? How would a regular plate of cream strike you?”

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“I might if I were urged,” I said.

“You don’t have to urge me,” Pee-wee piped up.

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So then all four of us went back where the tables were and I ordered pineapple and vanilla. Pee-wee ordered plain vanilla, because one color always looks bigger than two.

Harry said, “Well, how are the wild adventures coming on? Been tracking in the silent depths of Terrace Court Park lately? Any more leopards?”


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