Presently a bell boy tapped at the door.
Billie gave him the suit case with full instructions.
“And hurry,” she added. “If you are back here in five minutes, you shall have an extra tip.”
Five, ten, fifteen minutes passed. The other girls were almost dressed, and Billie was beginning to tap the floor nervously with an impatient foot, when at last there was a tap at the door.
“Why didn’t you come sooner?” demanded Nancy and Billie in one voice.
“The young lady wouldn’t let me, Miss.”
“But what was she doing all that time?”
“I don’t know, Miss. She simply told me to wait outside. She was very angry, Miss, about her bag.”
“Angry, indeed,” answered Billie, seizing her own suit case. “At least no time was lost in sending it to her.”
The two girls opened the suit case with great anxiety. The things in it were assuredly in rather a rumpled condition. They had the appearance of having been unfolded and hastily rolled up again in new folds.