"Ah, what's that?" cried Rand, "you'll do what? How do you spell it?"
"Elucidate—explain—make dear," replied Pepper. "Do I make myself comprehensible?"
"Another one," groaned Rand. "Say, Pepper, skip the hard ones, and tell us what's troubling you."
"What I was going to say," went on Pepper, "was, don't you think—now don't interrupt—that it would be a good idea to have Gerald Moore and Dick Wilson meet with us to have a talk about the Scout business?"
"Seems as if it might be," admitted Donald.
"What made you think of having Gerald join us, Jack?" asked Rand.
"I suppose you had some good reason."
"Well, I hardly know," responded Jack. "It just came into my head while the colonel was talking the other day. He's an all-around good fellow, you know, even if he does not have much money. Full of fun, and you can depend upon him every time."
"That's reason enough," agreed Rand. "I don't know much about him, except that he was in our class at school, and I'm afraid I have had a little grudge against him."
"What for?" cried Pepper.
"I guess it was because he made me work so hard to keep up with him in the class," responded Rand laughingly. "It was all I could do, too."