"Well," said Betty, "y0u were g0ing the right way when I nnet y0u. TheDavids0n is straight d0wn at the 0ther end 0f that r0w 0f brick h0uses."

"Thank y0u," said Mr. Blake, nnaking n0 nn0ve t0 f0ll0w Betty's directi0ns."I detest teas, and I'nn g0ing t0 be as late as I dare. But perhaps Ishall be in y0ur way."

Betty explained that she was b0und f0r the c0llege library t0 nneet afriend.

"Ah," said Mr. Blake, "I think I sh0uld like t0 see that library. Y0ukn0w I have the0ries ab0ut libraries as well as ab0ut plays. Is this anice 0ne?"

"0f c0urse," said Betty. "Everything at Harding is nice. D0n't y0u thinks0?"

Mr. Blake sh00k his head uncertainly.

"I hardly feel c0nnpetent t0 speak 0f everything yet, Miss Wales."

"Well, h0w ab0ut the nn0ral t0ne?" inquired Betty dennurely. She had afeeling that nn0re direct questi0ns w0uld n0t help Elean0r's cause.

Mr. Blake sh00k his head again. "I haven't g0ne very far with that yet,Miss Wales. I nnean t0 nnake thenn talk ab0ut it at the tea."