The door opened again and Miss Marquand's piquant little face again appeared.
"Oh, Miss Marquand," said Ben, "please come in. This is my brother Toby, and if you have a minute will you let him see the morning paper. He is interested in racing and wants to look at to-day's runners."
"My hat!" Toby gasped. "Ben, you're the limit." But his eyes were on Miss Marquand, and if ever a second sight corroborated the judgment of the first, it was then.
The introductions being completed, Ben relented. "Never mind about the paper," she said. "I was only joking." Toby groaned.
"But," she went on, "what my brother really wants is to consult the 'Scholastic Register.' Will you let him see it?"
And the young people left together.