“May we see just one sideshow?” Jane pleaded.
“Step right up, folks,” called the barker noticing how eager the Brownies were to buy tickets. “The show is just starting. Ten cents, one dime, step up, folks.”
“This will be my personal treat,” declared Miss Gordon. “A reward for earning so much money for our camping trip.”
The troop leader walked over to the booth where a woman sold sideshow tickets.
“I’ll take eight,” she said.
Then she reached into the inside pocket of her suit, and a queer expression came over her face.
“Why, Miss Gordon, what is wrong?” asked Belinda.
The Brownie troop leader did not answer until she had searched through all her pockets.
“My leather billfold is gone!” she exclaimed. “Either I’ve lost it, or the money was taken by a pickpocket!”