“Not a soul,” answered both boys at once.
“Oh, how perfectly splendid!” said Winona. “Mr. Gedney will know how much I ought to charge for them, won’t he?”
“Yes, or Mrs. Bryan had better tell you,” said Tom.
“Oh, can I have them now?” asked Winona.
“Oh, bother!” said Tom. “Won’t to-morrow do?”
“I’ll get ’em,” said Billy Lee, and made a flying leap out of the canoe to shore.
He was gone a few minutes, and came back with a clothes-basket full of garments of various kinds: also with the Scoutmaster, Captain Gedney.
“Good-morning, girls!” said the Scoutmaster. “This is fine! Billy tells me we’re going to get our mending done!”
“Oh, is it really all right?” quivered Winona.
“Yes, indeed, it’s more than all right,” answered Mr. Gedney enthusiastically. “I was thinking of taking a trip to the village to see if we could find somebody we could put at it, but this is better. Now you get your Guardian to put a price on the work, either by the piece or by the hour. I can promise you spot-cash, and a great deal of gratitude into the bargain.”