Just then the light inside went out and I started away, because I guess I didn’t want Mr. Arnoldson to come out and see me talking with Hervey. I’m ashamed to admit it, but that’s the way I felt.
As I walked along Cabin Lane to where our troops bunk I noticed that the reflection out on the water was still there even after the light in Administration Shack was out. But I was too sleepy and I was feeling too bad to think about that.
I made this map and it isn’t much good and it doesn’t show all the buildings and things at Temple Camp. But anyway it shows how Cabin Lane is and how West Trail turns out of it to the left and goes around the lake and comes into it again near Main Pavilion. So you can see how it is we kept going round and round the lake all the time till something happened. Follow the arrows if you don’t want to get anywhere. Only if you keep following them you’ll never get through the story.
Lucky for you Sandwich was with us, because if it wasn’t for him there wouldn’t be any story, so that shows how a mutt can be a good author.
Roy Blakeley
CHAPTER XXVIII
THROUGH THE MIST
In my patrol cabin all the fellows were asleep—they’re a sleepy bunch except when they’re awake. Even Warde seemed to be asleep, but that’s nothing because I’ve known scouts in my patrol to fall asleep on their way to our cabin and to undress in their sleep. They go to sleep beforehand so they won’t have to bother doing it when they get to bed. That way they save time. Pee-wee is a Raven, and so he didn’t sleep in our cabin.
I started getting ready to turn in, but I didn’t get very far. I don’t know, I felt sort of like you do just before exams in school. Kind of, I don’t know, shaky. Just because Hervey didn’t say anything to Mr. Arnoldson, that made me think that maybe he would do something crazy. If he had answered back more I guess I would have felt different.
