"
"How did you ever happen to come here, Bob?" asked Betty, who had
been wondering about this ever since she had seen Bob walk right into
the one man he most wished to avoid.
"I brought a letter from Mr. Derby for one of the guests stopping
here," explained Bob. "That reminds me, I haven't delivered it yet.
Peabody threw me off the track. I'll turn it in, and then I'll have
to hurry back to the office; they'll think I've been run over for
sure."
He went off, promising again to see them on Saturday, and the girls,
feeling too upset to settle down to the quietness of a motion picture
house, went out to walk up and down in the sunshine of Pennsylvania
Avenue until it was time to meet Mr. Littell and Libbie and Esther.
Of course they had much to tell them, and Mr. Littell in particular
was a most appreciative listener. He was genuinely fond of Bob and
interested in him, and he got quite purple with wrath when he learned
of the indignity he had suffered at the hands of the ill-bred farmer.
"Then he went off and never had the grace to ask the lad's pardon!"
sputtered the builder when Betty reached the end of her recital. "I
wish I had him by the collar--just for three minutes.
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