"Candy makes me think that we might have homemade candy here. Joy could do that and Kit and I will paint some boxes for it! That's the first idea supplied by the Consulting Advisers, Bob and Phil!"
"And where does the boss come in, and what is left for her to do?" laughed Shirley.
"Oh you are to supply the art. We will do the things that appeal to the common people."
"Say, Colonel, what's the matter with these girls? Are they crazy?"
"Not any more than usual I think."
"Why Daddy Baxter, if you talk like that you just won't be allowed to take part in our plans at all. We'll discharge you as Legal Adviser."
"Oh then I'll be good! I'll be good! I could never stand that."
"So it's secrets and things!" suggested Phil.
"Just the opposite of that! It's something we want you to shout from the house tops."
Bob gave a bound to the seat of an old chair and flapping his arms up and down wildly he crowed, "Cock-a-doodle-doo! Don't know what I'm crowing about, but I'm crowing!"