“Well, supposing we got seventy dollars altogether,” asked Dick. “Is
there anything we could do without, so as to bring the whole bill to
seventy?”
Louise referred to her list. “The easy-chair would be about fourteen,”
she replied. “But we simply couldn’t do without that, Dick.”
“No, the easy-chair seems rather necessary. By the way, how much of the
sixty-two is actually paid?”
“Thirty-seven dollars and twenty-five cents. I don’t suppose we’ll get
it all, either, by the time we need it.”
“I’ll borrow the difference from father,” said Morris. “He will let
us have it, I guess. I dare say I could afford to contribute another
dollar or two.”
“There’s no reason why you should,” declared Nell Sawin. “I think it’s
a shame that we can’t make up a small amount like that. The girls have
given almost half again as much as the boys. They ought to be ashamed
of themselves!” This was quite severe for Nell, who was normally
incapable of censure, and Lanny was moved to a defense of his sex.
“We have more things to spend our money on than you girls,” he said.
“Besides, there are more girls than boys in school, Nell.”
“Only about ten,” said Louise severely, tapping her teeth with the tip
of her brother’s fountain pen. “We’ve just got to get some more money.”
“Let’s have a fair,” suggested May, and Grace Lovering, who had not
contributed to the discussion, clapped her hands.
“Let’s!” she said. “We could easily make twenty dollars, Louise!”
“Fairs are no earthly use,” was the reply. “Not when you really want
to make anything. It always costs nearly as much as you take in to get
ready. We’d have to make things or get folks to give us things to sell,
and there isn’t time. We might――might have an entertainment, though.”
“There isn’t time for that, either,” said Morris. “Besides, no one
would come.”
At that moment Lanny, who had been thoughtfully silent for a minute,
said: “I think I’ve got it, folks, but you’ll have to give me a day or
two to mull it over. No questions, please!”
“Oh, Lanny, have you really?” demanded Nell eagerly. “What is it? A
show?”
“No questions, I said,” laughed Lanny. “I’ll tell you on――let me see;
this is Monday――on Wednesday evening. We’ll have another meeting then,
if you like. Meanwhile you folks get busy with those who haven’t been
asked yet and see what can be done. I’d like to know how much we have
to make before I――spring my scheme on you.”
“I’m so glad someone’s thought of something,” declared Louise, with
a sigh of relief. “We’ll meet again Wednesday, then. Did――did anyone
say he wanted to subscribe some more?” And Louise held her list out
invitingly. Lanny took it and added his name for another dollar. Dick
shook his head with a smile.
“I’d like to, but I’m afraid I can’t, Louise.”
“Never mind. Gordon, you said you would, didn’t you?”
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