“I’d like to buy the match holder made of buttons if it is offered for sale,” Connie announced.
The Brownies paid close attention but the article in which they were so interested was not put up. Finally, the last item had been sold and the crowd began to leave.
Mrs. Myles came over to speak to Miss Gordon and the Brownies. Her face, they noticed, was streaked from tears. However, she tried to act as if she had not minded seeing her possessions sold.
“There! Everything is gone! What a relief it will be not having to keep house and dust!” she chattered.
As the Brownies could think of nothing to say in return, Mrs. Myles offered Connie a package.
“This is for all of the Brownies,” she said. “Hang it in your tree house, or wherever you like.”
Connie unwrapped the parcel. Out tumbled the match holder made of buttons.
“Just what we wanted!” Connie cried in delight.
“I always intended you should have it,” Mrs. Myles said. “Well, good-bye my dears. I probably won’t be seeing you again soon—”
The widow’s voice broke then and she could not finish.