“Nothing,” Veve said in a tone which meant just the opposite.
“Aren’t you glad we got the job?”
“Of course! Only—”
“Only what, Veve?”
“Well, I was wondering if Mr. Hooper will treat the Brownies right.”
“Treat them right?” Connie couldn’t understand what Veve meant. “Why, he agreed to pay a cent and a half a pound. That must be a fair price, even if some of the larger orchards pay two cents.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean money, Connie. I was wondering if Mr. Hooper will beat the Brownies if they make mistakes.”
“Beat them! Whoever heard of such a thing! He wouldn’t dare!”
“Well, he might.”