Mrs. Holloway, whose patience had been worn by Ross’ insistent demands, declared that she had finished taking measurements. Rather reluctantly, the Den 1 boy followed Brad and Dan across the clearing.
“Where you taking me?” he asked.
“Just come along,” Brad returned shortly.
As the boys rounded the castle, Ross began to catch on to what was in store.
“Oh, you’re going to rag me about not getting the brush cleaned up,” he guessed. “Well, I’ve been too busy with my paper route. Three customers kicked yesterday because their papers were delivered late. I’ve no time to be doing grubby work out here.”
“The rest of us have work too,” Brad retorted. “By not doing what you were supposed to, you got us in bad with Mr. Kain.”
“Unless the brush is cleared away by tomorrow night, the Cubs stand to lose the use of this property,” Dan added severely.
“Wouldn’t that be too bad?” Ross drawled. “Then you wouldn’t get the role of Robin Hood!”
Brad whirled around to glare at the Den 1 boy.
“You’re acting like a spoiled brat, Ross!” he said curtly. “You promised to clear your section of land and you’re going to do it or get out of the Pack! We don’t want a Cub who doesn’t do his part or keep a promise.”