Hanny just kept smiling and did not answer.
“Does this flower have a name?” Vevi asked eagerly.
“We call it the ‘Golden Beauty.’”
“‘The Golden Beauty’,” Vevi repeated triumphantly. “That proves it! Your boat has almost the same name! You can’t fool us, Hanny! We’ve discovered the tulip your uncle intends to enter in the prize contest!”
Chapter Six
WOODEN SHOES
HANNY would not admit that Vevi had guessed which tulip her uncle intended to enter in the blue ribbon contest.
All the Brownies clustered about the plant, exclaiming at the beauty of the single bloom.
“The petals look like spun gold!” declared Connie, peering down into the tulip’s deep cup.
“This is the tulip your uncle developed, isn’t it?” demanded Vevi. She wanted to force Hanny to tell.