The larger basket was loaded with staple items such as coffee, tea, sugar and flour.
“I’ll take you most of the way in my car,” Mr. Vincent offered. “Then when we come within view of Mrs. Myles’ house, you may go on alone. Remember—you must never hint to anyone that my wife and I furnished this food.”
The Brownies promised to keep the secret.
Everyone crowded into Mr. Vincent’s automobile, although it was a very tight squeeze. Miss Gordon sat in front, holding the two baskets.
“This is as far as I dare go,” Mr. Vincent announced when the car rolled over a hill and the tumble-down Myles home was seen ahead. “Think you can manage those heavy baskets without me?”
“Oh, yes, we’ll take turns carrying them, even if I am Red Riding Hood,” declared Jane quickly.
Mr. Vincent handed the baskets down from the car after the girls had scrambled out.
“Now don’t forget!” he said in final warning. “Even if Mrs. Myles questions you, don’t let her know I sent the food.”
“We won’t,” promised Connie.
“If you can, without seeming to ask too many questions, learn if she needs money,” the carpenter urged. “We may be able to find a way to help her.”