Seven Keys to Baldpate. Earl Derr Biggers

mouth stood wide open. Behind the underbrush of beard a very surprised face was discernible.

      Mr. Magee turned quickly. A few feet inside the door stood the girl of the station, weeping no more, but radiant with smiles. Back of her was the determined impossible companion of yesterday.

      "Oh, mamma," laughed the girl, "we're too late for breakfast! Isn't it a shame?"

      Mr. Bland's lean hands went quickly to adjust his purple tie. Professor Bolton looked every inch the owl as he blinked in dazed fashion at the blue corduroy vision. Gingerly Mr. Peters set down the plates he had taken from the table, still neglecting his open mouth.

      Mr. Magee rose from the table, and went forward with outstretched hand.