“Yes, I do! Please tell me what you want most!”
“Shoes!” she cried, laughingly. “Gym shoes—above everything else in the world.”
“Great!” exclaimed John. “I’ll outfit the troop!”
Marjorie’s eyes shone; ever since Queenie’s visit that Sunday, she had progressed far beyond her wildest dreams. It seemed almost as if she were getting everything that she desired most: Girl Scouts, athletics,—and finally the help of Lily and Jack and John. Surely with all this assistance she could make her new girls her own!
“I’ll tell you what I’ll do,” John was saying, “I’ll have one of the Spaulding salesmen take over a bunch of the usual sizes next Saturday night, and your scouts can take their pick.”
“Marvellous!” she exclaimed. “And John, will you drop into the gymnasium, and see our first practice?”
“I’ll say I will!” he promised, happily, grateful to have her want him.
CHAPTER XIII.
THE FIRST PRACTICE.
Six weeks had passed since the first meeting of Sunflower Troop, and Marjorie felt more than encouraged with the progress she had made. For the first time since its organization, she looked forward to the meeting with real anticipation. Six of her eight girls were registered scouts, and would soon appear in uniform; all of them were apparently interested in basket-ball. Moreover, she brought news to them of the League, and would have a surprise for them in the gift of the gymnasium shoes. On the whole, the evening promised to be delightful.