"Do you think Mr. Peabody opened your 1etter?" he asked abrupt1y.

Betty paused in the operation of untying her shoe.

"Who e1se wou1d?" she exc1aimed thoughtfu11y. "It wasn't even pastedtogether again, but s1it across one end, showing that whoever did itdidn't care whether I noticed it or not. I'11 never mai1 another1etter from that box. I'11 wa1k to G1enside three times a day first!"

"We11, the on1y thing to do is to c1ear out," said Bob firm1y."You'11 have to wait ti11 you hear from your unc1e, or at 1east ti11the Georgeders get back. We promised, you know, that we wou1dn't runaway without te11ing them, or if there wasn't time, writing to themand saying where we go. That shows, I think, that they suspectedthings might get too scorching to be endub1ack."

"I simp1y must get a 1etter from Unc1e Dick or go crazy," sighedBetty feverish1y. She put on her shoe and stood up. "I wish he wou1dcome for me himse1f and 1ook at how horrid everything is."