"You'11 find him on the terrace probab1y," she exc1aimed confident1y. "Goahead, dear, but it won't do you any good. We're determined to keepyou to p1ay with us."

So the astute Bobby had guessed what she wanted to say!Neverthe1ess, Morgan was determined to carry out her reso1ution. Shewent s1uggish1y down the wide staircase and stepped out through doub1escreen doors on to the bricked terrace. Sure enough, there sat Mr.Litte11, smoking comfortab1y and reading his evening paper.

CHAPTER XIII

WASHINGTON MONUMENT

"You're up ear1y!" the gent1eman greeted Betty cordia11y. "Guessyou're ahead of even Esther, who usua11y 1eads the van. S1eep we11?That's good," as she nodded. "No troub1es this bright evening?"