"It's all right for me to go with one feller even if he's a scout but a patrol's different." It was a wistful and rather pathetic little figure that Mrs.Bennett discovered upon the porch.
"Connie?
Oh gracious, he's been gone an hour, dear," she said.

"They all went away with Mr.Collins in his auto.

I told him he must be back for supper.

How is it you're not with them, Walter ?" "I--I ain't in that patrol," said Pee-wee; "it goes by patrols.

Anyway I'm sorry I troubled you." He turned and went down the steps and picking up a stick drew it across the slats of a fence as he went up the street.