“It’ll have to be very plain, of course. And it will look rough at first, because it won’t be painted, and there won’t be any plaster on the ceilings and there won’t be any wall paper, either.”
“Oh, but that will be easy to fix later. They’ll have a comfortable house for the winter, anyhow, I’m sure. And if they can make as much money out of selling butter and eggs as Miss Eleanor thinks, they’ll soon be able to pay to have it fixed up nicely.”
“Dolly, I believe we’ll be able to help, too. If those girls at Camp Halsted could go around and get so many orders just in an hour or so, why shouldn’t we be able to do a lot of it when we get back to the city?”
“Why, that’s so, Bessie! I hadn’t thought of that. My aunt would buy her butter and eggs there, I know. She’s always saying that she can’t get really fresh eggs in the city. And they are delicious. That was one of the things I liked best at Miss Eleanor’s farm. The eggs there were delicious; not a bit like the musty ones we get at home, no matter how much we pay for them.”
“I think it’s time we were going to bed ourselves, Dolly. This is going to be like camping out, isn’t it?”
“Yes, and we’ll be just as comfortable as we would be in tents, too. The Boy Scouts use these lean-tos very often when they are in the woods, you know. They just build them up against the side of a tree.”
“I never saw one before, but they certainly are splendid, and they’re awfully easy to make.”
“We’ll have to get up very early in the morning, Bessie. I heard Miss Eleanor say so. So I guess it’s a good idea to go to bed, just as you say.”
“Yes. The others are all going. We certainly are going to have a busy day to-morrow.”
“I don’t see that we can do much, Bessie. I know I wouldn’t be any good at building a house. I’d be more trouble than help, I’m afraid.”