"I don't exactly know. But there is a book which tells all about them.
Douglas told me that a scout must do a good turn every day."

"What's that?"

"It is to do a kind act of some kind. I know of one boy who looked
after the baby so that his mother could go out for awhile. Another
rescued a poor little kitten from some cruel boys who were teasing it.
When I write my story with you in it, your good turn will be the
rescuing a girl from the water just like you did yesterday. I hope to
sell the story and make so much money that I shall be able to go to the
specialist in New York."

"What are you going to call the boy?" Rod asked.

"I haven't decided yet. Maybe I shall call him Rod; wouldn't that be
nice?"

"How did you know that was my name?"

"Mrs. Britt told me this morning before you came."

"Did you ask her?"

"Yes."

Rod's heart gave a little flutter of pleasure. So this beautiful girl
had been thinking of him, and had even asked about his name. It made
him feel happy all over.