“Who is that?” she asked. “At first I thought it was Jimmy.”
“We’ll wait and see what he wants,” Shirley decided.
The youngster came up to them a few moments later.
“What is it, little boy?” asked Mabel.
“I got a note for Mr. Willing,” came the reply.
“Who from?”
“I dunno. A fellow threw it out the winder to me.”
“A message from Jimmy,” exclaimed Shirley, as she jumped from the car. “Give it to me,” she commanded.
But the boy held back.
“It’s for Mr. Willing,” he protested.