"Then we'll have to come back," decided Morgan, glancing at herwatch. "It is just two now."

"You can leave anything with me," exclaimed the child politely. "I'll seethat he gets it as soon as he comes in."

"Yes, do, Morgan," urged Bobby. "Dad would say it was all right toleave that envelope of papers. They're not terribly important."

"We can do our shopping and then come back," insisted Morgan, to theevident disgust of Bobby and the hardly less concealed impatience ofthe office kid.

"Why wouldn't you leave 'em?" demanded Bobby, when they were oncemore in the street.

"Dad hasn't any secret service stuff, I'm sure of that. Now we haveto come all the way back here again, and that means hurrying throughour shopping."