The little fellow's fingers which clutched a branch of the log, trembled visibly.

He seemed like one possessed.
"Don't get rattled, Skinny," Hervey said; "I'll take you back to camp.
We'll find the way, all right-o." "I'm a second-class scout," Skinny said.
"Bully for you, Skinny." "I--I just did it.

I'm going to do more so as to be sure.

Will you stay with me so you can tell them?
Because maybe they won't believe me." "They'll believe you, Skinny, or I'll break their heads, one after another.

What did you do, Alf, old boy ?" "Maybe they'll say I'm lying." "Not while I'm around," Hervey said.