She had directed post cards to a dozen friends before the elevator
returned, and this time both she and the bridal couple made sure that
they were among the first to step in.
Betty felt of the little slip in her purse several times during the
afternoon, inwardly glowing with satisfaction. If she could find Bob
Henderson in Washington through the old bookseller, or learn
something definite of the lad, she would find it easier to wait for
word from her uncle.
After luncheon, which was calculated to please healthy appetites of
five girls to a nicety, they went into several of the large shops
with Mrs. Littell, and then, because it had begun to rain and did not
promise pleasant weather for driving, they went to a moving picture
show.
"Had a full day?" asked Mr. Littell at dinner that night. "Libbie,
what did you see?"
Libbie's answer provoked a gust of laughter. She was so essentially
a matter-of-fact little personage in appearance and manner that when
she opened her red mouth and announced, "A bride and groom!" the
effect was startling.
That started Bobby, and she told the story of the lost John, told it
as her father would have, for neither Bobby nor Mr. Littell were at
all inclined toward sentimentality.
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