“Then what are we waiting for?” asked Clarissa.
Taking Judy’s arm, she pulled her on down the concourse until they came to a high desk where tickets were being sold. Judy found herself paying for them although Florence Garner had been the one to suggest the tour.
Clarissa clutched her ticket eagerly and whispered, as if to herself, “I hope I show. It would be terrible if I just faded away.”
CHAPTER III
Tour Thirteen
“Did you say faded or fainted?” asked Judy. “People don’t faint away unless they’re ill. You feel all right, don’t you?”
“Just a little trembly,” Clarissa confessed. “I’m excited, I guess—”
“There’s nothing to be excited about,” Pauline told her. “I’ve taken this tour before. You just see behind the scenes in the different studios. It’s a little dull, really.”
Apparently Clarissa did not think so.
“Dull? How can you say that? If we see ourselves on television—”