“No, it’s not considered nice, but it’s more human.”
“You’re a sketch! No, we won’t butt in on this Mitchell affair at all—not even Rip! It’s going to be your party. We’ll have a chance to say good-by to Lola and Mrs. Redmond before they go, I guess. Anyhow, we’re only too tickled that everything looks rosy!”
“Yes, he never questioned their story at all.”
“Then there’s no cause to worry, do you think?”
“No, only about getting to bed,” Billy said between yawns.
Billy could always break up the party.
CHAPTER XLV—VOICES
Saturday afternoon young Mitchell burst in upon Westy with the news that Lola and Mrs. Redmond had wired back. They were coming on the Sunday evening train.
“Everything’s set now, Martin,” he said excitedly. “Dad says the attorney O. K.’d opening the envelope and made an appointment to have him bring your friends to his office Monday morning.”
“That sounds good,” Westy said. “I’m glad for their sake.”