"How can I tell whether I have or not, when I don't know what it is?" I told him.
"They robbed Green's store last night; stole him blind."
"Who did?"
"The guys that we saw yesterday. Our robbers."
When Bill told me that you could have knocked me down with a feather. It made me almost as excited as he was. He didn't have time to say any more because teacher made him sit at the end of the line away from me so that he wouldn't whisper so much.
But after Sunday school was over he told me all about it. Burglars had broken into Green's store during the night. They blew open the safe and took all the money, nearly one hundred dollars, and they carried off a lot of knives and revolvers. There is an alley back of the store. They broke into the basement from there and then made their way upstairs.
"How do you know that it was our robbers who did it?" I asked.
Bill drew himself up and swelled out his chest, just like Skinny does sometimes.
"I'm a Boy Scout, ain't I?" he said. "A corporal, too."
"You are only a Tenderfoot," I told him.