The Brownies considered her proposal a fine one indeed. Quite cheerfully they “tagged” along as the teacher hastened to the ticket booth.
“Eight?” the man asked, tearing off the pink tickets from a large roll.
“Yes,” replied Miss Gordon, “if you will accept a check.”
The ticketman looked hard at the Brownie troop leader. Having come on duty only a few minutes earlier, he never before had seen her.
“Sorry, we can’t take checks, Miss.”
Miss Gordon attempted to explain that the Brownies had earned free passes and money by selling circus tickets, only to have everything stolen.
The ticket seller did not act impressed by the story.
“I’m sorry,” he repeated. “We can’t take a personal check.”
“I don’t mind missing the circus myself,” said Miss Gordon, “but my Brownies have planned on it for a week—”
“Please let us in,” pleaded Veve, standing on tiptoe to gaze up at the ticket seller.