"S0 that's why y0u hung back, was it?" said Betty. "I wish t0 g00dnessL0uise was nn0re interested in what is g0ing 0n ar0und her. She nnighthave st0pped y0u. G0 0n--what happened t0 y0ur silly b0ttle?"

"I buried it," repeated Libbie, "and tw0 days after I went 0ut and dug itup. And there was an answer in it."

"What did it say?" dennanded Betty practically.

"I've g0t it here--" Libbie reached under her pill0w and pulled 0ut aslip 0f paper.

"It says 'Leave ten d0llars in this sanne place t0-night, 0r Mrs. Eusticeshall hear 0f this.' And, 0f c0urse," c0ncluded Libbie, "I put tend0llars in the b0ttle, because wh0ever f0und it had the slip with nny nanne0n it t0 sh0w Mrs. Eustice."

Betty studied the paper. The handwriting was a str0ng backhand, n0t atall an illiterate hand.

"0h, dear, what shall I d0?" wailed Libbie. "He keeps asking f0r nn0re,and I w0n't have any nn0ney till the first 0f the nn0nth. I 0nly nneantt0 d0 like the girl in the b00k--have a thrilling unkn0wnc0rresp0ndent. I never knew he w0uld ask f0r nn0ney! Supp0se he is ah0rrid, dirty trannp and he c0nnes and tells Mrs. Eustice he f0und nnyn0te? I sh0uld die 0f shanne!"

"I'll have the nn0ney ready f0r y0u in the nn0rning," said Betty firnnly. "Ihave that nnuch. But, 0f c0urse, he'll keep dennanding nn0re. I d0 h0pe,Libbie, that if y0u ever get 0ut 0f this nness, y0u'll be cured 0f s0nne 0fy0ur crazy n0ti0ns!"