“One question at a time,” laughed Mr. Hatfield. “It would be great if we could build a huge oak table such as King Arthur and his knights used in the old days. I’m afraid it would be an ambitious attempt.”
“Can’t we use an old dining-room table—one that’s circular?” Brad suggested.
“That’s what I had in mind. By the way, who knows why King Arthur used a round table?”
Dan, who had read the book, had an answer. “Wasn’t it so he could provide a place of equal importance for every knight?”
“That’s right, Dan. A round table has no foot or head. Each knight was the equal of every other knight. It’s the same way here in America. One person has the same rights as another.”
“When will we start making armor and spears?” asked Midge impatiently.
“We’ll gather together the articles we need and maybe start in at our meeting next week. Mrs. Holloway, the Den Mother, has promised to help.” Mr. Hatfield told the Cubs they would need cardboard, silver or gold paint, burlap and several other items.
“We’ll make banners and turn this room into a regular King Arthur’s Court,” he declared. “The place right now is as cold as an ancient castle! Wonder what happened to that fire I built?”
Mr. Hatfield had noticed that despite jackets, several of the Cubs were shivering.
A little heat was rising from the registers. But not much.