“We really know nothing about Wingate Farm—”
“I’ll find out!” Veve offered. “As soon as the Brownie meeting is over, I’ll ride out there on the bus and talk to the man in charge.”
Miss Gordon smiled at her enthusiasm.
“I suppose it will do no harm to investigate,” she admitted. “But you mustn’t go alone or without your mother’s consent.”
“I’ll telephone her.”
Veve’s mother worked in a downtown office. However, the little girl knew how to reach her.
The Brownies talked about the matter for quite a while.
“Why don’t we appoint Veve and Connie to find out all about it?” Rosemary proposed, winding up the discussion. “That is, if their mothers will let them go.”
“That’s what I think too,” chimed in Sunny.