"No, it didn't—not unless what we told Chance gave him a start toward a Safety Scout uniform," said Betty, sleepily. "Never mind, though, Bob," she added. "We'll try to do better tomorrow, if we didn't get much done today."
But over in the big stone house on the avenue, the silent man with the little golden-haired girl in his arms thought differently of their day's work.
HOW CAN YOU TELL A GOOD SCOUT?
In school
He keeps to the right on walks, in halls, going up and down stairs.
He goes up and down stairs one step at a time.