CHAPTER V
THE START
“What do you girls want?” drawled the lean girl, resting her red elbows on the well-shelf and looking down at Laura and Jess Morse.
She did not speak unpleasantly; but she was very abrupt. Laura saw that Lizzie Bean’s flat, shallow appearing eyes were of a greenish gray color—eyes in which a twinkle could not possibly lurk.
“We understand that you are not going to help Alice much longer,” Laura said, pleasantly. “So we have come to see if you would like another position for a few weeks?”
“What d’ye mean—a job?” proposed Liz-Bean, bluntly.
“Ye-yes,” said Laura, rather taken aback.
“What doin’?”
“Why, we girls are going camping. There are seven of us—and Mrs. Morse. Mrs. Morse is the mother of my friend, here, Josephine Morse––” 40
“Please ter meet yer,” interposed Liz, bobbing a little courtesy at the much amused Jess.