"Thank you so much," she said. "You know it's for a good cause!"
"They are lovely things," remarked the buyer, sincerely. "Really, they are just what I have been looking for."
With trembling fingers, Marjorie and Lily folded the snowy articles gently and tied them into a bundle. It was simply wonderful to have nothing left over.
"Half an hour, and nothing to do!" said Marjorie, squeezing Lily around the waist. "Wasn't it the best luck, though!"
"Sh! Don't say anything! Let's pretend to be busy, and surprise Miss Phillips when she calls for a report!"
"And Ruth Henry, too!" added Marjorie, wickedly.
At quarter past five the last purchaser left the gymnasium, and Miss Phillips ordered the door to be closed.
"We'll leave things as they are," she said, "and come over to clear up to-night. In the meantime, you are to go back to the dormitory and prepare for supper. But there is one thing I want to know before you all leave," she concluded; "and that is—how much cash you each have. Did anyone, by any chance, sell out?"
"Yes, we did!" announced Ruth Henry, although the sandwich table had really been in charge of Elsie Lorimer.