“Well, I don’t care. I don’t think it’s nice or lady-like to peddle things from door to door,” said Nataly stubbornly.
“Maybe it wasn’t,” said Louise cheerfully, “but it was certainly heaps of fun!”
“Oh, we did have fun!” said Winona. “And we have orders for more of Marie’s stencilled runners, and Adelaide’s jelly.”
“Did nobody love my pots?” asked Helen sadly.
“Oh, yes, indeed,” consoled Winona, “only you were so industrious, and made so many, that we have some left. The Blue Birds’ baskets went off very well, too.”
“How much did you make?” asked Mrs. Bryan. “I’m wild to know.”
Louise pulled her bandanna handkerchief out of her deepest pocket, and Winona produced hers from the bottom of her blouse. They handed them over to the Guardian.
“Mine’s only what the bellboy took in while we were at dinner and out in the evening,” Winona explained. “Louise took care of all the rest.”
Mrs. Bryan counted it silently, while the girls waited breathlessly for the result.
“Fifty-three dollars and forty-six cents!” announced Mrs. Bryan at last. “You blessed angels, with what we’ll get for the mending, that means over three weeks more of camp!”