As Dan spoke, a voice behind him demanded: “Better luck at what?”
Dan and Fred turned around to see Ross Langdon standing behind them. His bicycle was parked outside the drugstore. Over his shoulder was slung a paper carrier’s sack.
“We were talking about earning money for our Robin Hood costumes,” Fred explained.
“The trouble with you fellows is you don’t have any hustle and get-up,” Ross taunted them. “Now me—I’ll have no difficulty raising any amount.”
“Your father will give it to you, I bet!” Dan said.
“Not on your life. I’m earning it.”
“How?” demanded Dan and Fred together.
Ross tapped the canvas case over his shoulder.
“I’ve taken on a paper route,” he explained. “I start with eight customers. Probably by the end of the week, I’ll have twenty or thirty. That will give me a nice profit.”
Despite themselves, the other two Cubs were impressed.