"This scheme of Roger's is pretty tremendous," she began by way of introducing a theme in which Ethel Brown would be sure to be interested.
"We--the Club, I mean--never has 'fallen down' yet on anything, even some of our 'shows' that we didn't have much time to get up, so we ought to have confidence in ourselves as a Club."
"With this next undertaking, though, we don't really know how the thing is done."
"How to make over the house, you mean?"
"How to make over the house and how to run the Fresh Air settlement when the house is made over."
"There's no doubt we'll know more at the end of the summer than we know now! We've got to get information from every source we can."
"The way Roger has up to now."
"We must think of every one we know who has made over a house, and Dr. Watkins ought to be able to tell us of some people who have had Fresh Air children staying with them, so we can get some idea about what they need and how a house is managed."
"Come, come." A chirp rose from near the ground. Ayleesabet was tired of being disregarded for so long.
"You blessed Lamb!" cried Ethel Blue. "Did you say, 'Come, come,' just because you heard it? Did you think we were talking very learnedly about things we didn't know much about! Never mind, ducky daddles, we'll know a lot about them six months from now!"