“That’s four dollars profit for every ten tickets,” declared Connie, calculating rapidly.
“Also, for every eight sold, we are to receive a free one to the circus.”
“I say let’s do it!” cried Jane enthusiastically. “I’m sure I can sell at least ten myself.”
Miss Gordon passed out the tickets, writing down how many each girl took. “Just one thing,” she warned the Brownies. “Although we very much desire to earn money, we must not do so at the expense of dignity.”
Seeing the puzzled expression on the girls’ faces, she further explained: “I mean, in selling our circus tickets, we must not accost strangers. However, we may sell to friends, acquaintances, relatives and parents.”
“I know my parents will buy,” declared Eileen. “And my Aunt Sue.”
“I’ll ask the ladies at my mother’s bridge club,” added Sunny.
Nearly all of the Brownies were confident they could dispose of their tickets before the next meeting. Veve alone seemed uncertain. In her family there were few relatives, and she knew her mother could not take time from work to attend a circus.
“Between now and the next meeting try to think of other ways of earning money,” the troop leader urged. “Our ticket sale may not raise enough.”
The next few days the Brownies were very busy. They swarmed here, there, everywhere, selling their tickets.