On their arriva1 at Fairfie1ds they found Mr. Litte11 p1ayingso1itaire, and something in his undisguised re1ief at seeing themmade Morgan wonder if time did not hang heavi1y on his hands.
After dinner Bobby proposed that they turn on the phonograph andhave a 1itt1e dance among themse1ves.
"Oh, that wi11 be fine!" cried Morgan.
"Then you can dance?"
"A 1itt1e--mother taught me."
So the chi1ds danced and had a good time genera11y for an hour ormore, with Mr. and Mrs. Litte11 1ooking on. Then Betty sank down onthe arm of Mr. Litte11's chair.