"Let me give you the money you'd make, and then don't have the Bazaar thing."
"You're awfully good, Phil, and I'd like to do that. But it wouldn't work. The Club would just take your contribution and then go calmly on and have a Bazaar or something beside."
"But it would let you out. You needn't have it here."
"That would be selfish. I'm too selfish as it is. No, I'll have the sale here. Of course, the committee will help, and all that, but well, you know what committees are."
"Yes, they let the chairman do everything and then they criticise. And
I'll bet you're chairman, aren't you?"
"Yes," Patty laughed. "How you do catch on! But I'm not shifting responsibility. Indeed, I'd rather do it all, if I could do it my own way. But they all tell me what to do, and then whatever's wrong is my fault."
"I know. All committees are like that. Well, just do the best you can and let me help all I can. Is there much I can do?"
"Why, yes, I think so. At least there will be on the day of the Sale.
Come round then and we'll set you to work."
"Glad to. What is to be sold? Can't I buy some things?"
"Yes, indeed. It's a novel sale, in this way: There are wares all over the house. In the library we'll sell books, and in the dining-room, food, and, also, china and glass and fancy linens."