Vevi only waded through the sand while the others took their lesson from Barney Fulsom. Spying Jamie Curry walking along in a maroon sweat shirt and brown shorts, she went over to tell him about Snow White’s misfortune.
“Say, I’d like to work for Mr. Green!” Jamie exclaimed. “I wonder how much he would pay?”
Without waiting for Vevi to answer, he went on quickly: “My father wouldn’t let me work there though. He doesn’t let me do anything I like. One of these days—soon too—I’ll run away again. Next time he won’t find me.”
Jamie had made the same remark before. So Vevi did not think he really meant it.
“Oh, Jamie,” she protested, “why would you want to do such a foolish thing?”
“You’d want to run away too if you knew what I do,” the boy hinted again.
Then he quickly changed the subject by asking Vevi if she had found a turtle for the Saturday race.
“Not yet,” she admitted. “I don’t know how to get one either.”
“It’s easy as falling off a log,” Jamie said. “Why don’t you try the pond again? Maybe you’ll catch that snapper I told you about.”
The boy added that if Vevi hoped to win a prize for the Brownies, she would have to enter the Saturday race.