You say that when you get your mind set on a thing, nothing can stop you.

That the idea ?" "That's it," Hervey answered.
"You wouldn't drop a trail after you once picked it up, would you?
Some animals take you pretty far." "You bet nothing would stop _me_ if I once got the tracks," Hervey said.
"I wouldn't care if they took me across the Desert of Sahara or over the Rocky Mountains." "Hang on like a bulldog, hey ?" Tom said.
"That's me," said Hervey.
"All right, it's a go," Tom concluded.

"I'll see if I can give you a pointer or two down near camp in the morning.

Ever follow a woodchuck--or a coon?
Only I don't want any badge-getter falling down on a trail, if I'm mixed up with it.

That's one thing I can't stand--a quitter." "I wouldn't anyway," Hervey said with great fervor; "but as long as I've got you and what you said to think about, you can bet your sweet life that not even a--a--a jungle would stop me--it wouldn't." "That's the kind of a fellow they want for an Eagle Scout," Tom said; "do or die." "That's me," said Hervey Willetts..