He jealously saw to it that Joe had a voice in everything.

Not that any of them denied Joe these rights, but Joe felt out of place among these strange boys and the boys sometimes forgot about him.
It was exactly like Pee-wee to drag poor Joe head over heels into scouting, and then forget all about him.

It was exactly like Townsend Ripley to take the poor little hoodlum quietly in hand and be his friend and sponsor.

He treated him always as an equal and as a comrade.

What the others forgot, he remembered.
He agreed with Joe, or disagreed with him, as pals will agree and disagree.