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what is the idea of doing it? Who is going to get the money when it is
made?"

"The poor and needy!"

"Thank you so much! Most considerate, I'm sure!"

"Kittay, be quiet! The Mission, of course; the Mission at Sale. We
thought we ought to help, as it is in debt, and we do no good with our
money as it is. We could collect enough to buy materials if we give up
sweets for the next few months."

Kitty's face fell gloomily. "I've only three and fourpence in the
world, and it's mother's birthday next month, and Aunt May's and
granny's the month after that, and Agatha's next week."

"Don't count me! I'm as poor as Job myself, but my old yellow sash will
wash and make into sachets, and I'll cut the crushed parts out of hair
ribbons, and use the ends for needlebooks. If they are a tiny bit
stained, I will embroider flowers over the spots. We shall manage the
work somehow, never fear; and think of the tea and refreshments, and
sails in the punts! We shall simply coin money over them. Lilias is
going to do the punting."

"Naturally she is!" Kitty's eyes twinkled with humorous enjoyment.
"Easy and profitable! Just the sort of work Lilias likes. Oh yes, I
agree. I'd like to work and feel that I was reforming the world, and it
will be great jokes. I know what I'll do. I'll take snap-shots at the
company with my new Kodak, and take orders for copies. There's an idea
for you! People are so vain that they always think they would like a
photograph--until they see a proof! If they refuse, I shall try another
plan. I will snap them unawares, and say, `I have taken several
photographs of you this afternoon at moments which, perhaps, you would
prefer not to have immortalised. The negative is yours for two and
six.' How do you think that would work as a source of income?"

"Better not let mother hear you talk like that, my child, or the Kodak
will be forbidden once for all, and it is really a lovely idea! You
could take the punt with the different people on board, and groups
eating refreshments, and talking to each other on the lawn. My deah,
you will amass fortunes! I'm jealous of you. I believe you will make
far more than we shall with our tea."

"But of course if it's wet"--insinuated Elsie persistently, only to be
frowned down by her companions, who were eager to impart the second and
most exciting piece of intelligence.

"It won't be wet, Croaky! Don't say that again. That's one piece of
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