“I never saw that fellow in a hurry,” observed El Sawyer.
“Heroes don’t have to hurry,” yelled Pee-wee. “People that run for cars, do you call them heroes?”
“Well, speaking of heroes,” said Wig. “That fellow came to Bridgeboro from Connecti——
“I don’t blame him,” said Grove.
“All right,” said Wig, “if you took as much trouble about him as I do, you’d learn something. He lived near a beach that’s near New Haven, that fellow did and he thinks nothing of swimming a couple of miles or so.” With the true spirit of the advance agent, Wig made it rather strong. “He used to live in the salt water, that fellow did. I had to pump it out of him——”
“What, the salt water?” Grove asked.
“No, the fact,” said Wig.
“Oh.”
“And I can tell you, even from what little he told me, that if we want the Mary Temple award in this patrol——”
“Yes?” queried Artie Van Arlen, suddenly interested.