“Well, it won’t take long to find out. Come on!” Veve seized Connie’s hand, pulling her a few steps along the sidewalk.
“We might miss our bus, Veve.”
“Oh, we have plenty of time. Anyway, it will take only a jiffy.”
Against her will, Connie allowed herself to be led along.
Pausing only a moment to admire the green and white quilt, the girls went directly to the door and rapped. A long while elapsed before they heard footsteps.
Meanwhile, Connie kept her eyes on the bus stop.
Finally, a pleasant-faced woman in a blue house dress came to the door. She smiled in a very friendly way when she saw the girls, for she recognized their Brownie uniforms.
“Well, I declare! Brownies!” she greeted them. “I’ll venture you’re selling cookies.”
“Oh, no,” Connie said breathlessly. “We saw your quilt on the line. It’s very beautiful.”
“The green and white one?” the woman asked, pleased that the girls had noticed it. “My mother made that particular one. It’s called the ‘Sawtooth’ pattern.”