. Tom Slade at Temple camp . AT TEMPLE CAMP of Pee-wee—Pee-wee who was always so gay andenthusiastic, who worshipped Roy, and who didnot mind being jollied. He would be ashamedto face Pee-wee even if that redoubtable scoutpacer were sublimely innocent of what had takenplace. At about noon he saw Tom coming up thelawn. He looked a little shamefaced as Tomcame in and sat down without a word. I—I was going to go down to see you, saidRoy. I—I feel different now. I can see wish I hadnt Ive got a letter for you, said Tom, disinter-estedly. I was told to deliver it. You—were you at Temples
. Tom Slade at Temple camp . AT TEMPLE CAMP of Pee-wee—Pee-wee who was always so gay andenthusiastic, who worshipped Roy, and who didnot mind being jollied. He would be ashamedto face Pee-wee even if that redoubtable scoutpacer were sublimely innocent of what had takenplace. At about noon he saw Tom coming up thelawn. He looked a little shamefaced as Tomcame in and sat down without a word. I—I was going to go down to see you, saidRoy. I—I feel different now. I can see wish I hadnt Ive got a letter for you, said Tom, disinter-estedly. I was told to deliver it. You—were you at Temples? There isnt any answer, said Tom, with hisusual exasperating stolidness. Roy hesitated a moment. Then, as one willtake a dose of medicine quickly to have it over,he grasped the envelope, tore it open, and read: Dear Mary—Since you butted in Tomand I have decided it would be best for Pee-wee to go with him and Ill stay home. Any-way, thats what Ive decided. So youll getyour wish, all right, and I should worry. MARY TEMPLE WAVED THEM A LAST GOOD-BYK. Paye 36 TR] - K L FIRST COUP OF THE MASCOT 35 He looked up into Toms almost expression-less countenance. Who—told—you to deliverit—Tom? I told myself. You said youd call the wholething off for two cents. But you ought not toexpect me to pay the two cents Didnt I put a stamp on it? said Roy, looking at the envelope. If you want to put a stamp on it now, saidTom, Ill go and mail it for you—but I—Ididnt feel I cared to trust you for two cents—over night. Through glistening eyes Roy looked straightat Tom, but found no response in that doggedcountenance. But he knew Tom, and knew whatto expect from him. You old grouch, heshouted, running his hand through Toms alreadytousled and rebellious hair. Why dont youlaugh? So you wouldnt trust me for two cents,you old Elk skinflint, wouldnt you. Well, then,the letter doesnt get mailed, thats all, for I hap-pen to have only one stamp left and thats goingto Pee-wee Harris
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