CHAPTER XXVI
OVER THE TELEPHONE
BOB and Bettina were at breakfast one morning when the telephone rang. "It's Mrs. Dixon, Bettina," said Bob, his hand over the mouthpiece. "Much excited. Panicky. House afire. Hurry."
"Hello, Charlotte!" said Bettina, quickly. "What in the world is the trouble?"
"The worst yet!" came a nervous voice. "Frank's Aunt Isabel is to be at our house tonight! Oh, I wish you knew her! She never did approve of me!"
"Oh, Charlotte, you just imagine that! She wouldn't come if she disliked you so!"
"That's just it! She didn't approve of me when we lived at the hotel, and now that we've taken a house, she wants to see how things are."
"Well, things are fine! Doesn't Frank say so?"