“He’s looking around to see if he can’t find where we’ve damaged something,” Chips muttered. “If he discovers a single thing he’ll use it as an excuse to bounce us for good.”
Made uncomfortable by Mr. Kain’s presence, the boys did not act their parts well. Repeatedly, Mr. Holloway had to take scenes over.
Mr. Kain completed his inspection of the inside of the Castle and returned to watch rehearsals.
As the sun rose higher, he became more and more impatient. He would wander to his car, sit there awhile, and then return.
From his scowl, no one questioned that he felt the Cubs were taking entirely too much time on the grounds.
“How soon do you expect to wind this up?” he finally asked Mr. Hatfield.
The Cub leader told him that the boys probably would not be ready to leave for another hour.
“I can’t wait that long,” the bank official protested. “I’ve wasted two hours here now.”
“It isn’t necessary for you to remain unless you feel you must, Mr. Kain. I can promise that the Cubs will do no damage.”
“Well, I have another errand,” the bank employee said. “I’ll attend to it and then drop back.”