But I never go out without looking up and down
the street first. I don't want to be arrested, even if I didn't steal
anything. Besides, with Peabody, I have a feeling that he might be
able to prove whatever he wanted to prove."
"You've bought a new suit," said Betty irrelevantly. "You don't
suppose Mr. Peabody will stay in Washington, hunting for you, do you?"
"If he doesn't have to pay too much for board he will," said Bob.
"That deed evidently means a lot to him. I wish I could find it, if
only to send him back to the farm. I'll bet a cookie it's in some of
his coat pockets this minute, and he hanging down here to nab me.
Sure, I bought a new suit--had to, before I could get a job. By the
way, Betty, if you need some cash--" He patted his pocket invitingly.
"Oh, I have enough," Betty assured him hastily. "I'd feel better if
the Littells would only let me spend a little money. Why, what's this?"
For Bob had put a small white envelope into her reluctant hands.
"That's the loan," he said gravely. "I've carried it just like that
for days, ready to give you the first time I saw you. You're a great
little pal, Betty. If it hadn't been for you, I never should have got
to Washington.
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