“It wasn’t the same tree,” she announced as the Brownies waited for her opinion.
“I thought it wouldn’t be,” declared Connie, while Miss Gordon nodded agreement.
“This proves that one shouldn’t leap to hasty conclusions,” added the leader of the Brownie troop. “How easy it is to misjudge a person.”
As the Brownies started on at a brisk pace toward the Gordon farm, Jane was rather quiet. She kept thinking about what she had heard Mrs. Stone tell Barbara.
Finally, she said: “Miss Gordon, I wish we could give the Stone family more than just a sled. They need all sorts of toys and Christmas food—turkey, cranberries, plum pudding and everything.”
The remark surprised Miss Gordon. She asked Jane why she thought the Stones might be in dire need.
“I heard Mrs. Stone say there would be no money for Christmas toys and maybe not any for food,” Jane related. “All they were having for supper was potatoes and turnips.”
“Oh, surely Mrs. Stone had other food prepared, Jane. Perhaps it was in the oven, or out of sight.”
“That’s all I saw at any rate.”
“What was the kitchen like?” inquired Connie curiously.