CHAPTER XXII
SILK!
Belle Ringold and Sally Moon came up to the Norwood place the next forenoon and found Jessie and Amy in a porch hammock, their heads together, writing a letter to Jessie’s father. Jessie had tried to get Robert Norwood at his office right after breakfast, but a clerk had informed her that Mr. Norwood was not expected there until later. He would go direct to court from his hotel.
“And they have no more idea where he went to sleep than Momsy had,” Jessie had explained to her chum when Amy appeared, eager and curious. “He is so busy with his court work that he does not want to be disturbed, I know. But it seems to me that what we heard over the radio ought to be told to him.”
It was Amy who had suggested the writing of the letter and having it taken into town by Chapman, the chauffeur. The coming of Belle and Sally disturbed the chums in the middle of the letter. 171
“Glad we found you here, Amy,” said Belle. “You never are at home, are you?”
“Only to sleep,” confessed Amy Drew. “What seems to be the trouble, ladies? Am I not to be allowed to go calling?”
“Oh, we know you are always gadding over here,” said Sally, laughing. “You are Jessie’s shadow.”
“Ha, ha! and likewise ho, ho!” rejoined Amy. “In this case then, the shadow is greater than the substance. I weigh fifteen pounds more than Jess. We’ll have to see about that.”