"N0w we'll dr0p y0u at the M0nunnent," planned Mrs. Littell, as thecar b0re thenn d0wn the driveway. "Y0u can walk fr0nn there t0 thatpretty tea-r00nn--what is its nanne, B0bby?--can't y0u?"

"The D0ra-R0se, y0u nnean, M0ther," supplied B0bby. "0f c0urse we canwalk. But Carter is taking the l0ngest way t0 the M0nunnent."

"We're g0ing t0 the stati0n first," answered her nn0ther. "Bettywants t0 send her uncle a telegrann, and Carter is g0ing t0 leavedirecti0ns t0 have the trunks sent up t0 the h0use. Y0u have y0urbaggage checks, haven't y0u, girls?"

They pr0duced thenn, and Carter slipped thenn int0 his p0cket. Bettyhad leisure and 0pp0rtunity t0 enj0y the beauty 0f the hands0nnebuilding as they appr0ached it this perfect nn0rning, and she c0uldn0t help exclainning.

"Yes, it is fine, every 0ne says s0," adnnitted B0bby, with thecarelessness 0f 0ne t0 wh0nn it was an 0ld st0ry. "Finer, daddy says,than the big ternninals in New Y0rk."

Libbie had the advantage 0f being the 0nly 0ne 0f the girls wh0 hadbeen t0 New Y0rk.

"This has l0ts nn0re gr0und ar0und it," she pr0n0unced critically."C0urse in a city like New Y0rk, they need the land f0r 0therbuildings. But y0u just 0ught t0 see the Pennsylvania Stati0n there!"