"Do you think I'm a fool?" Pee-wee finished.
"A scout's honor is to be trusted," I said; (that's scout law number one) "if he were to violate his honor——"
"You make me tired," Pee-wee yelled; "a scout has got to be cautious—it says so—he's got to leap—I mean look—he's, he's got to consider others—just because somebody that ought to know how to do a thing that he doesn't know how to do asks somebody to do something that the other person won't learn to do if the other person does it for him, because that isn't being resourceful, if somebody else does that thing for you, and so the other person doesn't learn how to do it himself—do you mean—do you mean to tell me—that that's being a good scout?"
"Sure it is," I told him; "it's just the same as if a person that wants to do something, doesn't do it because if he does, he won't. Why then, how could the other person do something that somebody else wanted another person not to do——"
"You'd have to have a crowbar," Westy said.
"Pee-wee's right and we're wrong, as he usually is," Connie shouted.