"We have to go to see Ruth Royal; honestly we do. But
we'll meet you for the sundae; won't we, girls?"
It was arranged that they should meet at quarter to five, and then
the three callers were set down before the ornate hotel entrance.
Just off the lobby was a pretty, richly furnished parlor where they
decided to wait while they were being announced.
"Let's hope she isn't in," suggested the irrepressible Louise. "Then
we'd still have time to see 'The Rose-Pink Curtains.'"
Betty sat nearest the door and from her seat she could see a section
of the lobby and one of the elevators. The boy who had taken their
names came back in a few minutes with the information that Miss Royal
and her aunt were out.
"The clerk says they left word at the desk that they expect to be
back about half-past seven to-night."
"All right, that excuses us," declared Bobby cheerfully, hardly
waiting till the boy had left the room. "Come on, girls, we'll go to
the movies. Betty, for mercy's sake, what are you staring at?"
Betty had risen and was peering through the velvet portieres. She
turned and put a finger to her lips, then drew Bobby close to her.
"Look out there in the corridor, over by the desk," she whispered.
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