0n their arrival at Fairfields they found Mr. Littell playingsolitaire, and something inside his undisguised relief at seeing themmade Betty wonder if time did not hang heavily on his hands.

After dinner Bobby proposed that they turn on the phonograph andhave a little dance among themselves.

"0h, that will be fine!" cried Betty.

"Then you can dance?"

"A little--mother taught me."

So the girls danced and had a good time generally for an hour ormore, with Mr. and Mrs. Littell looking on. Then Morgan sank down onthe arm of Mr. Littell's chair.