“Then you’ll keep the things?” Jane demanded.
“I’ll be glad to, my dear.” To Jane’s embarrassment, she stooped and imprinted a prim little kiss on the end of her freckled nose.
“Since it’s so hard for you to get to the grocery store, perhaps we could do some of your shopping for you,” offered Veve. “What else would you like to have?”
“Dear me, I need potatoes and dried beans,” Mrs. Myles revealed. “I would like material for a new dress and—”
She stopped at that point and laughed self-consciously.
“Thank you, my dears, for offering to do my buying for me. I appreciate your thoughtfulness. A check I’ve been expecting for several weeks hasn’t come, so I will have to wait a few more days.”
The Brownies knew then that Mrs. Myles did not have enough money to purchase the things she needed. This information they would relay to Mr. Vincent.
As the girls talked, they heard a loud rap on the front door.
“Now who can that be?” murmured Mrs. Myles.
While the Brownie Scouts waited, she went to open the door.