"I bet they ain't on to it!" Miss Crilly wagged her head decisively.
"But who'd dare tell 'em?" queried Mrs. Crump.
"Excuse me!" giggled Miss Crilly.
CHAPTER XI
"SO MYSTERIOUS"
"Are you busy?" asked Miss Leatherland at the threshold of Miss
Sterling's room.
"No, indeed! I was wondering whether I'd go out on the veranda or sit here and mull. I'm glad you've come. Take this chair—it's the easiest."
"Then I'll leave it for you." She started toward another.
"No, I don't like it!" Her hostess laughingly pushed her back. "I'm too short for that one. I'm always wishing I were as tall as you."
Miss Leatherland blushed at the little compliment and smiled over it.