“Muriel’s house is on the corner. They could have been on their way there,” she added as Judy hurried off with Peter.
“I called Ricky and Muriel and Anne before we came out. They hadn’t seen them,” she called back.
“That leaves Wally, doesn’t it?” asked Peter. “Did you think of calling him? That’s where they were planning to have this magic show, wasn’t it?”
“Of course. Why didn’t I think of it? That’s where they naturally would go. Let’s go back to the house and telephone.”
“I’ll get the car out and drive over and pick them up if you like,” Peter offered.
“All right, and in the meantime I’ll get breakfast started,” Judy decided. “What do you fancy this morning?”
“Pancakes would do very nicely. I’ve worked up quite an appetite.”
“Pancakes it is!”
They returned to the house hand in hand and enjoying the crisp morning air. Overnight it had changed from fall to winter. As Peter drove off along the snowy road Judy waved to him and then turned to Mrs. Riker.
“He’ll find them. Don’t worry. Let’s go inside and have a nice hot breakfast ready for them when they do come back.”