The two Cubs took turns and soon the work was practically finished.
“Where’s Red?” Dan demanded.
Just then he glimpsed the red-headed youngster coming down the walk dribbling a basketball.
“Hey, where’d you get that?” Midge asked with keen interest as the boy joined the group.
“Bought it with my paper money. Here, catch!”
Red made a fast pass, and Midge, not expecting the ball, missed it.
“Gee, you’re awkward,” Red teased. “If you don’t improve, we’ll have to get another forward on our Cub team.”
“Over my dead body!” Recovering the ball, Midge threw it hard at Red, who also missed.
“It looks to me as if we all need more practice in passing,” Dan remarked as he put away the rakes. “Taking the ball with you on the hike, Red?”
“Sure. Why not?”