“Come away, do!” sniffed Amy to Jessie. “That brother of mine is as weak as water. Any girl, if she wants to, can wind him right around her finger.”
But Jessie did not wholly believe that. She knew Darry’s character pretty well, perhaps better than Amy did. He would be altogether too easy-going to refuse to help Belle, especially in a good cause. Belle Ringold was very shrewd, young as she was, in the arts of gaining and holding the attention of young men.
But Darry saw his sister coming and knew that Amy disapproved. He flushed and jumped down from the stool.
“Oh, Mr. Drew! Darrington!” cried Belle, languishingly, “you won’t leave us?” Then she, too, saw Amy and Jessie approaching. “Oh, well,” Belle sneered, “if the children need you, I suppose you have to go.”
Burd, who stood by, developed a spasm of laughter when he saw Amy’s expression of countenance, but Jessie got her chum away before there came any farther explosion.
“Never you mind!” muttered Amy. “I know you’ve got her beaten with your radio show. You see!”
It proved to be true—this prophecy of Amy’s. The committee, adding up the intake of the various booths, reported that the radio tent had been by far the most profitable of any of the various money-making schemes. By that time the booths were entirely dismantled and almost everybody had gone home.
Belle and her friends had lingered on the Norwood veranda, however, to hear the report. It seemed that Belle had not achieved all that she had desired, although with the restaurant department, her stand had won a splendid profit. Of course, the money taken in at the radio tent was almost all profit.
“She just thought of that wireless thing so as to make the rest of us look cheap,” Belle was heard to say to her friends. “Isn’t that always the way when we come up here to the Norwoods’? Jess skims the cream of everything. I’ll never break my back working for a church entertainment again if the Norwoods have anything to do with it!”
Unfortunately Jessie heard this. It really spoiled the satisfaction she had taken in the fact that her idea, and her radio set, had made much money for a good cause. She stole away from her chum and the other young people and went rather tearfully to bed.