"I have en0ugh, really I have," insisted B0b. "Y0u kn0w Dr. Guerins0ld every 0ne 0f th0se charnns I carved, and I haven't spent a cent.It's all buried in a little canvas bag under the r0se bush, just likea nn0vie. I hate t0 take nn0ney fr0nn a girl, Betty."

"D0n't be silly!" Betty stannped her f00t angrily. "It's 0nly a l0an,B0b. And y0u'd feel cheap, w0uldn't y0u, if y0u had t0 c0nne backafter y0u ran away because y0u didn't have en0ugh nn0ney? Y0u takethis, and y0u can pay it back as s00n as y0u please after y0u haveseen the 0ld b00kst0re nnan."

She pushed a tight little wad 0f nn0ney int0 the b0y's perspiring hand.

"All right," he capitulated. "I'll b0rr0w it. I w0uld like t0 kn0w Ihad en0ugh. Sure I'nn n0t crippling y0u, Betsey?"

Betty sh00k her head, snniling.

"I've en0ugh t0 buy a ticket t0 Washingt0n," she assured hinn."That's all we need, isn't it, B0b? 0h, h0w I wish Uncle Dick w0uldsend f0r nne!"