Steadying himself with one hand, Pee-Wee took the letter between
his teeth as if he were about to eat it. Then he cautiously let himself
down so that he hung by his knees, then clutched the limb with his
hands, hung for a moment with his legs dangling, and let go. In one
sense he was upon earth but in another sense he was walking on air. ...


CHAPTER IV

HE GOES TO CONQUER

Thus it befell that on the second day after the receipt of this
letter Pee-Wee Harris was sitting beside Charlie, the chauffeur, in
the fine sedan car belonging to Doctor Harris, advancing against poor,
helpless Everdoze.

He traveled in all the martial splendor of his full scout regalia,
his duffel bag stuffed to capacity with his aluminum cooking set and
two extra scout suits. His diminutive but compact and sturdy little
form was decorated with his scout jackknife hanging from his belt, his
compass dangling from his neck, and his belt ax dragging down his belt
in back.

A suggestive little dash of the culinary phase of scouting was to
be seen in a small saucepan stuck in his belt like a deadly dagger. Thus
if danger came he might confront his enemy with a sample of scout
cookery and kill him on the spot.

His sleeves were bedecked with merit badges; from the end of his
scout staff waved the flaunting emblem of the Raven Patrol; his