When Marjorie turned to the scout work, she found them all eager to begin. A genuine surprise awaited her when she mentioned the tenderfoot tests.
“We’re ready to pass ’em tonight!” Queenie informed her.
“Pass them!” Marjorie and Lily both cried in one breath. “You mean that you can answer all the questions?” the former demanded.
“That’s the song I’m tryin’ to sing!”
“But—I thought—that Mr. Richards was coming to give them next week.”
She looked at the girls inquiringly. His name had not been mentioned before, nor did she know whether he had been present the preceding week.
“He came and taught us last week,” Queenie faltered. “And believe me, we worked. He’s a live one!”
Marjorie smiled brightly.
“I’m awfully glad, girls—I congratulate you! Then we may as well proceed to the tests.”
The prospective members went through with them with such facility that the young captain’s delight increased with every successive girl. When they had finished, all but Gertie Reed and Mame Collins had passed to her satisfaction. Then, with the regular investiture ceremony, she presented them with their pins.