“But lots of them won’t. Do you think they will, Mae?”
Mae shook her head. “No, I don’t. Lots and lots will just come out of curiosity and won’t spend a cent. I know, boys, because that’s the way they act at the fairs here.”
Ned kicked at the turf gloomily. “Gee, that’s fierce!” he muttered.
“Well, we’d ought to get more than three hundred folks,” said Laurie. “Remember, it’s to be afternoon and evening too. I’ll bet there’ll be nearer six hundred than three.”
Ned brightened. “That’s so. And six hundred, even if they only averaged fifty cents apiece, would be three hundred dollars. And I guess if we can make three hundred, we can dig up the other fifty! Well, we’ve got to get busy, Laurie. I got them to give me a cut from practice this afternoon and I’ll have to make the most of my time,” he explained to the girls.
“Oh! And did they let you off, too, Nod?” asked Polly.
“No, we’re through with baseball,” Laurie answered. “No more till spring. I’m just fairly broken-hearted!”
“When will you know about helping us, Polly?” Ned asked.