Before Mr. Norton could answer Skinny spoke up.
"Aw, g'wan!" said he. "I cooked enough to make up for it, I guess. Why, I stopped two or three times and cooked something. You don't suppose a feller can climb mountains without eatin', do you?"
"I didn't eat much," said Bill with a grin, "but I wanted to."
"I think Gabriel is right," laughed Mr. Norton. "Besides it sometimes is harder to work folks for a meal than it is to cook it, yourself."
"Anyhow," Skinny told him, "I didn't get to Richmond's in time for that dinner and I paid for those other meals. I rescued the girl the first time, didn't I? That ought to be good for a dinner. And to pay for my breakfast I carried in a lot of wood for the farmer's wife. She liked it so well that she said she would be glad to have me stay to dinner. There wasn't any chance to do any rescuing in Savoy, so I had to do something else."
"That's business!" exclaimed Mr. Norton. "Pay as you go. Gabriel, my boy, you showed yourself a true Scout and I'm proud of you."
He reached over and fastened a First Class Scout badge to Skinny's coat.
"Maybe I am a little ahead of the game," said he, "but Gabriel is leader and I think that he has earned a badge. This seems to be the psychological moment to present it."
Benny spoke up before we could stop him.
"What's a skological moment?" said he.