"Yes, with the canvas jacket. You see it's Miss Barlow's present——"
"What!" cried Robert.
"There! Thunder! I've let it out. She was going to blindfold you and let you guess the giver."
"And the violin is in your vest pocket, I suppose?" asked Emily, innocently, on the brink of a peal of laughter.
"The violin! Jupiter!" exclaimed Dr. Silsby, thunderstruck. "It's a box of bulbs. I thought they were rather heavy."
Emily and Robert had a merry time over the botanist's absentmindedness, but he insisted that the original fault lay with the young barbarians who had upset him by unbarking the birch tree.
There was little news to exchange except the arrest of their "important witness," and the lunch hour at best was only sixty minutes long, so Emily was soon forced to make her adieus and leave Robert with his second best friend.