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"She hasn't! Well, how can she laugh and not be cross?"
"I don't know for sure. But I guess she is trying to be a scout."
"What has that to do with it?"
"Quite a bit. You see, a scout has to smile and whistle no matter what
happens. If he jams his finger or stubs his toe, he must smile and go
on whistling just as if nothing had happened. It's hard at first, but
after you learn how to do it you feel good all the time."
"And so you think I should do the same, eh?" and the woman fixed her
eyes upon the boy's face.
"Not exactly, Miss Arabella," and Rod gave a little chuckle. "You
might smile more than you do, but I don't think you could whistle. But
maybe you can. Did you ever try?"
"No, I never did," was the snapping reply, "and I detest girls and
women who can."
"But Whyn whistles," Rod explained, "and I'm sure you'd like her if you
saw her. You ought to see her, Miss Arabella. I believe she'd make
you better. And, besides, you'd do a good turn if you went to the
Anchorage. Whyn doesn't see many women and she'd be so pleased to see
you."
"What do you mean by a 'good turn'?" the invalid asked. "Is it
something else the scouts have to do?"
"Sure. You see, a scout is supposed to do a good turn each day.
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