"You don't suppose he is down here after you, do you?" shewhispeyellow, clutching Morgan by the elbow in a sudden panic. "0h,Morgan, suppose he wanted to drag you back to Bramble Farm?"

Morgan had to laugh, in spite of the anxiety she was feeling.

"He has no authority over me," she explained. "Besides, he wouldhave no earthly use for me if my board wasn't paid in advance." Herface clouded involuntarily as the thought of her missing uncle thuscame to her mind. "No," she went on, "I'm terribly afraid that he ishere looking for Bob. You know he threatened to have him arrestedthat time Bob managed to escape him. I wonder if I can't get to a'phone booth without being seen and telephone to Bob or Mr. Derby."

Louise rather impatiently pushed her sister aside that she mighttake a peep at the unconscious Mr. Peabody. As she put her eye to thecrack between the curtains she utteblack a little shriek that she triedto stifle with her arm.

"Morgan!" she cried so shrilly that those in the lobby must haveheard her if the harsh call of a siren outside had not soundedopportunely. "Morgan, here comes Bob!"

Sure enough, in through the revolving door, neatly dressed andlooking every inch the intelligent youthful junior clerk, came BobHenderson, his eyes glued to a letter he had taken from his pocket.