"I say, girls, we'll make some things, won't we, when we get back?" said Monica, as the quartette wended their way homewards.
"Oh, yes!" cried Amethyst and Elsa, simultaneously; and if Olive said nothing, her voice was not missed. "And we'll get a lot of the High School girls to join us."
"I wish Miss Daverel lived at Osmington," said Elsa wistfully; "she would show us just what to do."
"Oh, she is wanted in China," was Monica's decisive reply; "she can't possibly be spared from there. I daresay we shall be able to make the things by her directions, and we'll send them to her to give away."
"Mother will help, I'm sure," said Amethyst.
"And Lois, too," added Elsa; "she cuts out splendidly, and makes the stuff go ever so far, because she fits everything in so well."
"It is evident we must begin to save up our pocket-money," said Monica, "because there will be a lot of things to buy, and we want to give it all ourselves, don't we, girls?"
And again, in the eager assent that Monica's words called forth, if one voice was silent, it passed unnoticed.
CHAPTER XIX.
"YOU TELL THEM, LOIS; I COULDN'T."