“Anyway, we don’t need money as badly now as we did,” Veve said. She reached on tiptoe to strip an especially heavily laden branch. “After we finish here at the orchard, the Brownies will be rich!”
Excitedly, the girls chattered about what they would do with so much money.
“We ought to make a thousand dollars at least!” Veve declared grandly.
Her remark made the other Brownies laugh, for they knew that even if they picked night and day, they could not earn that much.
“We’ll be lucky if we make a hundred dollars,” Connie said. “The cherries won’t last much longer.”
As the girls talked, she noticed that Miss Gordon had very little to say. The teacher was picking fruit rather slowly now.
Quite frequently she would raise a hand and press it to her forehead.
“Don’t you feel well?” Connie asked her after awhile.
Miss Gordon admitted that she had a slight headache.