The new score read:
PATROL POINTS
Eagle 138-1/2
Fox 146
Wolf 143-1/2
"Tim gets some crazy hunches," Alex said, after a time, "but I don't
think he'll lose any points for us--not any more."
"Let him go fish then," Andy cried. "We should worry. How about it, Don?"
Don shook his head slowly. "I'm patrol leader of the Wolves."
"And he's a Wolf scout," Andy nodded thoughtfully. "I see what you mean.
I guess you're right. What are you going to do?"
"Nothing. Maybe by next Friday he'll be over it."
But next Friday found Tim unchanged. He mingled with the other scouts,
but from his patrol leader he held aloof.
A Fox scout reported late, and the Foxes lost a half-point. The score
read:
PATROL POINTS
Eagle 154-1/2
Fox 161-1/2
Wolf 159-1/2
"Wow!" cried Bobbie. "Only two points behind now."
A gain by the Wolves meant little to Don just now. A belief was slowly
growing in his mind that Tim had the makings of one of the best scouts in
the troop. The right kind of patrol leader, he thought, would have had
Tim where he belonged before this. He felt that he had been a failure.
He longed for advice and the wisdom of an older head. Barbara or his
father would not do tonight; he wanted somebody who knew scouting.
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