“Then I may count on the Brownies to help me?” asked Mr. Vincent, pleased that the girls had taken so enthusiastically to the proposal.
“We’ll be at your home Monday right after school,” Veve promised.
Mr. Vincent soon departed, but before he left he promised the Brownies again he would see that a lock was put on the door of the tree house.
“He’s real nice,” declared Rosemary, watching until the carpenter was out of sight on the trail. “Imagine offering to help Mrs. Myles—almost a stranger!”
“She may be a stranger to us, but he knows her well,” Connie declared thoughtfully. “Didn’t you notice how he listened to every word we said about her?”
“He’s well acquainted with her—or was,” agreed Veve. “I think he has a special reason for wanting us to help her—one he isn’t telling about.”
“Mr. Vincent did act mysteriously,” Connie admitted. “And don’t you remember, Veve? Mrs. Myles bristled up the other day when we mentioned Mr. Vincent’s name!”
“That’s so!” Veve replied. “Oh, playing Red Riding Hood will be a lot of fun! Not only can we help Mrs. Myles, but we may run into some very interesting information!”