“I know it, now listen, please. You’re the kind of a scout that can get a patrol started easily because you’re a good getter; you’ve got personality.”
“Is that anything like adenoids?” Pee-wee wanted to know.
“No, it’s something that you can’t explain.”
“I bet it’s like algebra, hey?”
“Something like that, yes.”
“I bet everybody’ll want to join my new patrol on account of me being a star scout, hey?”
“The trouble is that the loose scouts at camp come from all over the country and what are you going to do when they have to go home?” Artie asked thoughtfully.
“I had an inspiration,” said Pee-wee.
“You having many of those lately?” Grove asked.
“S-u-re, I have them all the time, I had four yesterday. I’m going to have a correspondence patrol.”