“We’ll give you a thorough test,” Mr. Hatfield responded dryly.
The hour had come to close the meeting. After singing one of their songs, the Cubs said good-bye to Mr. Hatfield and started off in little groups.
Descending the steps to the beach, Brad and Midge walked with Dan. Just ahead, they could hear Ross complaining to a Den 1 Cub that the Robin Hood idea wasn’t nearly as good as the one he had proposed.
“Oh, forget it,” the other boy advised. “Indians are stale.”
“I suppose the Robin Hood idea is original,” Ross retorted.
Brad, Dan and Midge knew Ross well enough to realize that he was not likely to let the matter drop.
“I have a hunch he’ll make trouble before we’re through,” Brad said in an undertone. “If he gets to be Robin Hood, he may go along. If not—well, he’ll kick up a lot of dust.”
“Let him try,” replied Midge.
“Chances are Ross will win the part fair and square,” Dan said. “We all know that despite his boasting he probably handles a bow and arrow better than anyone in the Pack.”
“If he gets the part, the play is the same as ruined,” Midge predicted.