We like to have
you, you know that. You're not a stranger, but a friend."
He went on to explain to her in his quiet, even, matter-of-fact way,
that to the disturbed girl was inexpressibly soothing, his belief
that her uncle was on an exploration trip for oil and might easily
find a month's accumulation of mail awaiting him on his return.
"It's only here, in the heart of civilization, that we think we
can't live without four mails a day," Mr. Littell concluded. "I've
been out of touch with a post-office for three weeks at a time
myself, and our sailors, you know, often go much longer without
letters."
On one particularly lovely morning the four girls, with Mrs.
Littell, started off on the pleasant mission of seeing the White
House. Betty's and Libbie's acquaintance with it was confined solely
to the glimpses they had had from the street, but Louise and Bobby
had attended several New Year's receptions and had shaken hands with
the President.
The party spent a delightful morning, visiting the famous East Room,
admiring the full length portraits of George and Martha Washington,
about which latter the story is told that Mrs. Dolly Madison cut it
from its frame to save it from the approaching enemy in 1814.
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