“But suppose the album had in it the pictures of those you loved very dearly—pictures perhaps of those that were dead and gone and pictures that you couldn’t replace?”
“Oh, well—I suppose that would be different. Did she say anything about the people?”
“She didn’t go into details, but she said they were pictures she prized above anything.”
“Oh, perhaps then that would make a difference.”
“I hope she gets the album back,” said Billie seriously.
Then Laura promptly forgot all about both Miss Arbuckle and the album.
A little while later the girls swung joyfully out upon the road, bound for town and shopping and perhaps some ice cream and—oh, just a jolly good time of the kind girls know so well how to have, especially in the spring of the year.