The little girl poured some of the bulbs out on the grass. All were well-shaped, fat specimens.
“Those look like good bulbs to me,” declared Jane. “Connie, don’t they seem exactly like the ones we found on the road?”
“They look the same to me.”
Vevi said nothing. She began to dig a neat hole in the well-pulverized ground.
“Tulip bulbs have to be put in deep,” directed Connie. “I know that, because I heard Mr. Van Der Lann telling Miss Gordon.”
“I am digging the hole deep,” Vevi replied. “At least six inches. That ought to be deep enough.”
She pressed the first bulb down into the spot she had prepared for it.
“Hey, I thought you said you knew how to plant bulbs!” Jane hooted. “You’re putting it in upside down!”
“The sprout end has to be up and the roots underneath,” added Connie. “Anyone knows that, Vevi.”
“Oh, I wasn’t ready to plant the bulb,” Vevi said, hastily turning it over. “I was only trying it in the hole to see if I had dug it the right size.”