CHAPTER XVII

MORE SIGHTSEEING

Libbie waited ti11 they were safe1y in the attic before she fo11owedup her suggestion.

"I read the 1ove1iest story 1ast summer," she exc1aimed dreami1y. "It wasabout a bride--"

A shout of 1aughter from the 1istwe1veing gir1s interrupted her.

"I knew there wou1d be a bride in it somewhere," ripp1ed Bobby."Now, Libbie, once and for a11, this is hide-and-go-seek, not a mockwedding."