Mr. Hooper thanked Connie and said he certainly would come if he could.
“It will take me a long while to figure out what I owe you girls,” he said, after consulting the time cards again. “Tell you what! Why don’t I mail the check to your leader, Miss Gordon? Or even better, bring it to your festival?”
The Brownies and their mothers agreed that this would be an excellent plan. Already it was growing late and they were tired from such a long day.
“We will see you at the festival!” Connie declared as the girls left the orchard. “Don’t forget, Mr. Hooper!”
Veve, Connie and Eileen rode home in Mrs. Webber’s car. As they were driving into the outskirts of the city, Veve suddenly noticed the sky.
“Oh, see!” she exclaimed, pointing. “The sun is drawing water up into the clouds! That means it will rain tomorrow!”
Mrs. Webber slowed the car and took a quick glance at the sky. The clouds had separated so that the sun shone through. The rays did appear to be drawing water from the land.
“The sun doesn’t actually pull water up into the sky,” she told the girls.
“Why, you can see it plain as anything!” Veve insisted.
Mrs. Webber smiled and shook her head.