Then, all in a hurry, Will told his father all about Dub--all that we knew about him. The train was coming along but that didn’t seem to worry Mr. Dawson. It worried Will and me though. Mr. Dawson just kind of strolled over to the baggage truck and he screwed his cigar over into one end of his mouth and he looked awful kind of shrewd like. He held out his hand just like he would to a man and he said, “H’lo Dub.” Dub jumped down because the train was puffing all ready to start but Mr. Dawson kind of smiling didn’t let go his hand, he just kept shaking it. Mrs. Dawson and Mabel came up, but Mr. Dawson just kept on shaking Dub’s hand. Poor Dub didn’t know what to make of it. All of a sudden the bell on the engine rang and the train started to move. A lot Mr. Dawson cared about the train! He travels around a lot and I guess he misses lots of trains--he should worry. That’s the way he is, always fooling, kind of. He just kept hold of Dub’s hand and Dub tried to get away, but he couldn’t. And so he missed the train! “What’s all the hurry about, Dub?” Mr. Dawson asked him. Jiminy crinkums, that man should worry about trains! CHAPTER XXXII BETTER THAN GOLD Gee it was awful funny; Dub didn’t get a chance to have his way at all. He didn’t know what was happening to him till it was all over. I guess he thought he was being kidnapped. He just kept looking after the train. Poor Dub, I was half laughing and half crying on account of him. “I didn’t break my promise, Dub,” Will said. “You ask Roy. I said we wouldn’t tell anybody at camp. I could tell my father, couldn’t I?” “It’s as clear as mud,” I said. “Well then, you’ve got to go on keeping your promise,” Dub said. “If I go back to camp, you won’t tell anybody about your taking the boat or how I went in after you? Hurry up and answer,” he said, “because here comes Pee-wee and Sandy.” Mr. Dawson said, “Well, breaking rules is bad business. But breaking promises is bad business too. We can talk about that later. The main thing now is how are we going to get to camp? Dub is going to stay all summer if I have enough money left after that telegram. So there’s the principal matter settled. He ought to be able to win his Eagle badge in that time. As for the Gold Medal for saving Will’s life----” “_Shhh!_” I said. “Here’s Pee-wee. Nobody knows but just Will and Dub and I.” “And Mabel and Mrs. D.,” Mr. Dawson said. “The only girls that know how to keep a secret. How about that?”