“I have promised——”
“Maybe it’s Jimmie,” said Alma, with a sly little chuckle.
“Jimmie! Why I have never spoken to him!”
“Oh, you should,” the Scout assured her. “He is such a nice, useful boy.”
“Does he work on the farms?” asked Nora seriously.
“I guess he doesn’t really work any place in particular, but almost every place in general,” replied Alma. “But let’s hurry. The others will think we got hoed in with the corn.”
So they did hurry back to the picnic and back to their strategy.
[CHAPTER XVIII—THE LITTLE LORD’S CONFESSION]
It was all over. Nora had been made a Girl Scout. To celebrate the enrollment Jerry and Ted gave a “large party” at the Nest, and of all her memorable social functions, this to Nora seemed most delightful.
Every one came, even Becky the patrol leader, and in their uniforms all freshly pressed out, the white summer blouse being allowed for the festive occasion, the party looked quite novel, and the girls had a wonderful time, dancing, playing games and inventing new fun provokers at every turn. Nora as the guest of honor was honored indeed, and accepted her compliments most gracefully.