“What do you suppose?” she demanded of Helen who sat drawing a plan of a stage. “It is Uncle Robert, and Miss Hooker is with him. Oh, dear me, I feel so fussed!”
“Come down!” called Uncle Robert, dashing in the door. “I have a surprise for you both.”
“No, you haven’t! I looked over the banisters,” said Rosanna, as the three went down the broad stairs.
Miss Hooker thought the play was so good and she was so proud to think that one of her girls had written it that she was anxious to talk it over at once, and had asked Uncle Robert to bring her right around to see Rosanna and Helen.
They all drew up around the big library table, and Uncle Robert sat next Miss Hooker where he could make suggestions. And Miss Hooker and the girls made a list of characters, and fitted them to different girls in their group. Finally Miss Hooker said there were several places that needed a little changing and would Rosanna trust her to do it with Mr. Horton’s help? At this Uncle Robert looked most beseechingly at Rosanna, who, of course, said yes.
“Where will we give it?” asked Helen. “As long as it is a benefit we want a place large enough for lots of people to come. All our families will want to come, and all the Girl Scouts’ families, and perhaps some other people besides.”
“We will give it here, won’t we, Uncle Robert? Grandmother will let us, I’m sure. In the big drawing-room, you know.”
“Not big enough,” declared Uncle Robert, while both girls exclaimed. “Now this is the part I can help about and I have just had a great idea. You all know that big barn of Mrs. Hargrave’s? We boys used to play there on rainy days when we were little. The whole top floor is one immense room. We can give our entertainment there. Mrs. Hargrave will give the barn, I know. And for my contribution or part of it, I will see that you have a stage and a curtain and all that.”
“How dear of you, Mr. Horton!” said Miss Hooker.