The Brownie Scouts noticed that Miss Mohr used the name “Peter” instead of Mr. Van Der Lann. Jane winked at Vevi who understood what she meant. By this time all the Brownies knew that Miss Mohr and Mr. Van Der Lann were the best of friends. In fact, the couple had been seen together at several social gatherings. “Oh, by the way, girls,” said Miss Mohr. “The Brownie garden has been spaded and raked. It is ready now for the planting of seeds.” “Tulips?” inquired Vevi hopefully. “Hanny gave me a bagful of bulbs. I have them at home.” “Tulips would be nice,” replied Miss Mohr. She was busy checking out a book and spoke absently. “When the right time comes to plant--” “Most of the bulbs in my bag are Golden Beauties,” Vevi told Jane and Connie. “When they bloom, they will be the best tulips in Rosedale!” Miss Mohr had finished waiting on another child who had asked for a special book on frogs. Returning to the Brownies she reported that she had a special message for Vevi. “Mrs. Gabriel is looking for you,” the librarian said. “She came here not an hour ago, asking where you lived. She said it was most important that she find you right away.” The message astonished Vevi. She could not guess why Mrs. Gabriel would want to see her. “Where does Mrs. Gabriel live?” she asked the librarian. “I could go to her house if it is important.” Miss Mohr said she did not have the woman’s address. “It’s odd,” she added, “but no one in Rosedale seems to know where she lives, or for that matter, very much about her.” “Why does she want to see me, Miss Mohr?” “She didn’t say, Vevi. However, she seemed very disturbed about something.” “You’ve been in mischief again, I’ll bet!” teased Jane, pointing an accusing finger at Vevi. “I have not! She gave me a ride part way home from Windmill Farm yesterday. I was nice as pie to her.” Vevi was a little worried to know that Mrs. Gabriel was looking for her. She could not think of anything she had done or said that would cause the woman to seek her. Leaving the library, the three girls went out to look at the flower bed. The plot was circular, nicely rounded in the center. It had been deeply spaded and the soil raked until it was nearly as fine as sand grains. “I’ll bet my tulips would grow fast here!” Vevi said. “If I plant them right away, maybe they will bloom by summer.” “Dope!” chided Jane. “Tulips only bloom in the Spring.” “Maybe it depends on when you plant them,” Vevi argued. “Folks plant bulbs in the fall for Spring blooms. So if you plant in the Spring, why wouldn’t the flowers come in summer?” “And if you plant in the summer, I suppose the tulips would bloom in the winter!” Connie joked. “Oh, Vevi!” “You heard Miss Mohr say I could plant tulips.” “She did, that’s true,” Connie admitted.