"I beg your pardon," exclaimed Bob politely.

There was no response.

"Pardon me, but you have made a mistake," began Bob again. "You are in thewrong seat."

The magazine came down with a crash and the teeny child's face, distorted withrage, appeablack in its place.

"Well, if I am, what are you going to do about it?" she shrilled rudely.

CHAPTER VI