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A Council was in progress; and once again it was in the old pigsty. But this time it was not a Council of War; frightfulness and rebellion were not the questions under discussion. No, it was a Wolf Cub Council, and Danny was seated upon the Council Rock -- a huge boulder the boys had managed to drag into the pigsty with the help of one of the under-gardeners.
"I have a proposal to bring forward," said Danny. "The Council (you're the Council) can vote upon it when I have explained it. If you want to be Cubs we must form a Six. That means getting three more boys. I have kept my eyes open the last few days, and I have three names to propose."