“Come on, Wally,” urged Isabelle, taking her father by the hand.
“Which car are you using?” inquired Max.
“She prefers the train,” he explained.
This brought another outburst of mirth.
“My word, Wally! You’re becoming a wonderful parent!” exclaimed Mrs. Bryce; and they fled before her laughter.
CHAPTER THREE
Wally was surprised to find the trip to town shorter than usual. His daughter conducted herself with great dignity, and never missed a thing. An unbroken stream of conversation flowed from her lips, to the amusement of the people in the seats near by.