“It is the nicest part of all,” sighed Helen. “What part are you going to take?”
“I didn’t think I would take any,” said Rosanna.
“Oh, you must be in it!” cried Helen.
“No, Rosanna is right,” declared Uncle Robert. “It is her play, you see, and she will have to be sitting out front at all the rehearsals to see that it is being done as she wants it.”
“That is what I thought,” said Rosanna. “But you are going to help with everything, are you not, Uncle Robert?”
“Surest thing in the world!” declared Uncle Robert heartily. “But as long as this is all about the Girl Scouts, won’t you have to show it to your Girl Scout Captain, or leader, before you go on with it?”
“Of course,” said Rosanna.
“Who is she?” asked Uncle Robert carelessly.
“Why, you saw her, Uncle Robert,” replied Rosanna. “Have you forgotten the dear sweet little lady who called when I was sick when we were looking for someone very fierce and large?”
“Sure enough!” said Uncle Robert after some thought. If Rosanna had noticed she would have seen a very queer look in his eyes. He had liked the looks of that young lady himself. “Well, what are you going to do about it?”