24
A Letter to Donald
Bertha Cool plumped herself triumphantly in the chair across from Elsie Brand’s desk. “Well,” she announced cheerfully, “here it is Monday morning. The start of a brand-new week.”
Elsie Brand nodded.
Bertha said, “Get your note-book, Elsie. Take a letter to Donald... Dear Donald: Bertha has just been mixed up in the damnedest case! I certainly did wish you were here to help me. It almost got Bertha down, but she managed to kick through with the winning ticket just when it looked as though the cards were all stacked against her.”
“Sergeant Sellers took over after I gave him the key clue to the situation. Well, I guess I may as well begin at the beginning and tell you all about it.”
“How am I dictating, Elsie, too fast?”
“No, it’s all right,” Elsie said. “Go right ahead. Are you going to give him all the details?”
“Yes. I think he’d like them, don’t you?”
“I’m certain he would.”