“Miss Mohr, the librarian told us.”
“Oh, I know her!” Hanny cried, and her plump face lighted up. “She is very nice.”
“So is Miss Gordon, our Brownie Scout leader,” declared Vevi loyally. “They are here now, with Mr. Piff, talking to Mr. Van Der Lann.”
“With Peter? He is my uncle.”
Hanny straightened the milk cans and then made Bruno haul them to the cheese house. The dog behaved very well when she walked beside him. Not once did he try to run away.
Vevi and Connie walked along with the little Dutch girl.
“Why do you call your boat the ‘Golden Tulip?’” Vevi inquired.
“Oh, that is a secret,” replied Hanny.
“A secret?” Vevi was annoyed by the answer. She could not guess why anyone would want to make a mystery of such a simple matter.
“Someday everyone in Rosedale will know,” Hanny went on merrily. “Then perhaps my uncle will be very rich and buy me a silk gown!”