The words shocked Ross. “You wouldn’t kick me out—” he stammered, and then with more confidence, he added: “You couldn’t anyhow! You haven’t the authority.”
“Wait until Mr. Hatfield hears about this!”
“So you’re a tattler, Brad?”
“No, I’m not,” the Den Chief replied hotly. “I just want to bring you to a realization of your responsibility to the organization.”
“Aw, you’re taking it too seriously.”
“It will be a serious matter if we lose this site after all the work we’ve done here.”
“Oh, keep your shirt on!” Ross retorted. Angrily, he turned and started away from the two boys.
“You’re refusing to do the work?” Brad called after him.
“Who said I was?” Ross flung over his shoulder. “It will be done. Just don’t rush me.”