“I was the youngest Brownie to be ’nitiated,” Veve explained proudly. “Miss Gordon says I make more trouble than all the others put together. That’s because I’m always thinking up things to do.”
“Veve once was carried away on a sled hooked to an automobile,” Connie revealed. “Then another time, she crawled into a circus car and—”
“Never mind that,” broke in Veve. “I’m grown up now. Was it my fault we missed the bus?”
“No, it wasn’t,” Connie admitted. “Anyway, it’s much nicer riding with Mrs. Grayson.”
The girls began to talk of quilts once more. Mrs. Grayson told them that there were some which had political or patriotic names such as the Union Calico quilt, the Yankee Puzzle and the Confederate Rose.
“And do you have samples of them?” Connie asked eagerly. She hoped, of course, that the unusual quilts might be obtained for the Brownie quilt show.
“The only quilt of quality I have is the one you saw,” the woman replied. “And then, the woven Washington coverlet.”
“May we have them both for our Brownie display?” Connie asked the question before Veve could frame the same one.
“Yes, I think I can promise you the quilt and the coverlet,” Mrs. Grayson replied.
Veve sat very still for a moment. She was glad that Connie had obtained both a quilt and a coverlet for the show. All the same, she wished she had thought of asking for them first.