“That’s what I say,” said Beth, brightening up. “Anyway, we’ll see if we can get her taken on by Madam Hammersly. My! she is so abrupt. I wonder what the madam will say to her?”
“Will she even give her an interview?” asked Beth.
“Sure. We’ll get her a chance to see the madam,” said Molly.
“You must do that,” said Beth. “I am a stranger.”
“Leave it to me,” said the other girl, with assurance. “But that hat! If we could only lose it!”
“I’d gladly give her another,” Beth cried.
“Jolly! leave it to me,” Molly said, again nodding. “I know what to do.”
They went back together to Number Fifty-three. Cynthia was completely dressed, and Beth said to her:
“Come on now. We’ll go to breakfast.”
“But I’ve no money!” exclaimed the freckled girl.