“Say, what’s the matter with that kid?” he asked. “Do we look funny, or—or what? And who is she, anyway? I never saw any girls around here before.”
But Cal didn’t know and wasn’t interested. And then the girl came back again.
“Aunt says will you please go around to the woodshed. You’ll find her there.”
Spud thanked her and they made their way along the length of the old house to where a tall, thin lady with a very severe countenance was pushing open the woodshed doors.
[“Good evening. We—we came for the apples”]
“We came for the apples for Mrs. Linn,” said Spud.
“Here they are,” said Miss Matilda, pointing to two piled-up baskets standing just inside the door. “You’d better set them both outside so’s I can lock up again. And tell Mrs. Linn I’d like the baskets back tomorrow.”