“Veve’s right,” suddenly agreed Eileen, becoming tense. “Someone’s sneaking up the stairway!”
Distinctly now, the girls could hear footsteps on the steps below them.
Rather alarmed, Miss Gordon went quickly to the door. Then she laughed.
“We do have a visitor, girls! It’s Mr. Karwhite.”
The superintendent came on up the stairway. He peeped into the little house, but did not try to enter. In fact, not a square inch of space was available for him.
“Well, well,” he chuckled. “A full house! How are you getting along?”
“Oh, just fine!” replied Connie. “We have a new table and chairs. Aren’t they cute?”
Mr. Karwhite agreed that the furniture was very nice. Carefully, he examined each piece, remarking that the articles had been made of good lumber and were well finished.
“I can’t understand who is doing this!” he said in an annoyed tone. “It’s against park rules. Whoever built this house had no right to do it without permission.”
“But it’s such an adorable little house,” said Connie anxiously. “You wouldn’t make the person tear it down if you could find him, would you?”