Louise was interested, too; but Betty had promised to take some
papers for Mr. Littell and see that they reached an architect in one
of the nearby office buildings. Bobby elected to go with her, and
they decided that, that errand accomplished, they might do a little
shopping and meet the others at the theater door at five o'clock.
"Mr. Waters won't be in till three o'clock," announced the freckle-faced
office boy who met them in the outer office of the architect's suite.
"Then we'll have to come back," decided Betty, glancing at her
watch. "It is just two now."
"You can leave anything with me," said the boy politely. "I'll see
that he gets it as soon as he comes in."
"Yes, do, Betty," urged Bobby. "Dad would say it was all right to
leave that envelope of papers. They're not terribly important."
"We can do our shopping and then come back," insisted Betty, to the
evident disgust of Bobby and the hardly less concealed impatience of
the office boy.
"Why wouldn't you leave 'em?" demanded Bobby, when they were once
more in the street.
"Dad hasn't any secret service stuff, I'm sure of that. Now we have
to come all the way back here again, and that means hurrying through
our shopping.
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