Margaret, dressed to represent the yellow Scottish
roses, sold flowers from the Ethels' garden and took orders for rose
bushes.
The boys were everywhere, opening ice cream tubs for Moya in the
background, guiding would-be players to the tennis court and the
croquet ground, and directing new arrivals where to tie their horses
and park their motors. Every member of the club was provided with a
small notebook wherein to jot down any bit of advice that was offered
and seemed profitable or to record any offer of fittings that might be
made.
Helen took no regular duty, leaving herself free to go over the house
with any one who wanted to know the Club's plans, and she had more
frequent need than any of the others to use her book. Ethel Brown's
scheme had been followed. On the door of each room was posted a list
of articles needed to complete the furnishing of that room.
"They certainly aren't greedy!" exclaimed one matron after reading the
notice. "This says that this room is complete except for bed clothing."
She waved her hand around with some scorn. Helen dimpled with
amusement.
"We thought we'd make one room as nearly complete as we could," she
explained.
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