“You’ll be left behind!”
“It won’t take me but a minute,” Veve insisted. “May I go, Miss Gordon?”
“Are you certain you won’t take longer than ten minutes?”
“I’m sure I can make it! Oh, please let me inquire about the quilt.”
“Run fast then,” the Brownie leader urged. “If the trucks ahead move on, we will have to pull up too to keep our place in line.”
“I can catch up,” Veve insisted. “The trucks only move a few feet at a time.”
Before Miss Gordon could offer another objection, she darted off to the farmhouse.
Good luck was with Veve. As she entered the yard, she saw a stout woman in a pink checked gingham dress hanging up another basket of clothes.
“Good morning,” Veve gasped. She was quite out of breath from running.
“Good morning, my dear,” returned the lady, taking clothes pins from her mouth. “Have I ever seen you before?”