“So do I,” added Sunny. “The train’s due to start any minute.”
“Veve never should have forgotten her pocketbook,” Jane offered her opinion. “And then she ran back without even asking Miss Gordon!”
“Veve never stops to think,” Connie said, trying to defend her friend.
She was even more worried than the other Brownies, for she knew Veve’s careless ways. If the little girl failed to find her purse, well, one couldn’t guess what she might do.
“The train’s ready to start!” Sunny said anxiously. “See, everyone is getting on!”
“Everyone except Veve and Miss Gordon,” corrected Jane. “Oh, I could wring her neck! Veve’s, I mean.”
Connie scrambled across the aisle to a window which had not been frosted over. She saw Miss Gordon standing alone on the platform. Veve was nowhere to be seen.
Almost at the same instant, the Brownie leader noticed Connie. She ran over to the car window.
“Is Veve aboard?” she called.
Connie shook her head.