At last, wearied with excitement and visiting, Billie sank into her own seat. A moment later Teddy came and sat down beside her.
"I see we have your friend with us," he said, handing over the candy box.
"My friend?" repeated Billie, bewildered.
"Amanda Peabody," he explained. "She is sitting with another girl who looks as if she might be a second edition of Amanda. There! Away at the end of the car! You surely missed a lot by not seeing them."
"Another girl," Billie repeated, looking worried. "Then there are two of them."
"Yes. But don't let it hurt your appetite. Have some more candy."
"Do you know her name—the other one?" asked Billie, ignoring the offered candy box.
"No, I didn't stop long enough to inquire. In fact," he chuckled and bit into a chocolate, "I gave them one look and beat it."
Billie dimpled, but the next moment her face was grave again.
"That's all right for you," she said. "But what would you do if you couldn't 'beat it'?"