We've got to do a little
shopping there and our weather prophet here thinks we're going to have a
_real_ tropical shower before long."
"But won't you let my father give you each--something? You've been so
good and it's--oh--it's just _wonderful_!"
"Pee-wee, you're the doctor," said Roy.
"I got to do a good turn every day," said the "doctor," "because we're
scouts and that's the rule. If we took anything for it, why, then it
wouldn't be a good turn. It would spoil all the fun. We're going on a
long hike, up the Hudson to our camp. We don't want to go near railroad
trains--and things like that. These fellows are taking me with them;
that's a good turn, but if somebody paid 'em to do it, it wouldn't be a
good turn, would it? I'm thankful to you and your parrot that you gave
me the chance. Now I don't have to think of a good turn again till
tomorrow. Besides I just happened to know about parrots and water so
it's no credit to me."
That was it--he just happened to know! It was one of the dozens of
things that he "just happened to know." How he came by the knowledge was
a mystery. But perhaps the best thing he knew was that a service is a
service and that you knock it in the head as soon as you take payment
for it.
The girl watched them, as they jumped the hedge, laughing gaily at
Pee-wee's clumsiness and, waving their hats to her, took their belated
way along the road.
It was not the most popular way of bringing down a bird, but there was
no blood on Pee-wee's hands, and it was a pretty good stunt at that!
CHAPTER VI
THE SHELTER
"Pee-wee, you're a wonder," said Roy.
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