“When you put it that way, I can scarcely refuse them,” laughed Helen.
“As a matter of fact,” she added, “I wanted them terribly for we honestly couldn’t afford to come otherwise.”
When Helen returned to the office she told Tom about the passes and he agreed that acceptance of them would not place the Herald under obligation to the resort owner.
“I always thought old man Provost a pretty good scout,” he said, “but I hardly expected him to do this. And say, these passes are good for both Saturday and Sunday. What a break!”
“If we see everything Saturday we’ll be so tired we won’t want to go back Sunday,” Helen said. “Besides, Mother has some pretty strong ideas on Sunday celebrations.”
The telephone rang and Helen hastened into the editorial office to answer.
She talked rapidly for several minutes, jotting down notes on a pad of scratch paper. When she had finished, she hurried back into the composing room.
“Tom,” she cried, “that was Mr. Provost calling.”
“Did he cancel the passes?”
“I should say not. He called to say he had just received a telegram from the Ace Flying Circus saying it would be at Sandy Point to do stunt flying and carry passengers for the Fourth of July celebration.”