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Updated: May 10, 2025
Gee whiz, think of getting a letter really from him! I wish I was Ken!" "It's nothing! Anyone can be President I mean, any man!" "Just the same, mother told me that some day we would be very proud of knowing Keineth's father. She wouldn't tell me any more. I'll bet it would be awful interesting to know him! There's something certainly queer about how no one knows where he is!
Please say no more about it. Day after to-morrow we'll send him into the city with the vegetable man." Mrs. Lee turned back to the veranda. When she spoke with that tone in her voice the children never answered. Peggy, linking her arm in Keineth's, turned an angry shoulder upon Alice.
Peggy gripped Keineth's hand so hard that it hurt. "Steady, steady, there, Barb," Mr. Lee muttered. Barbara walked slowly to her ball. Her eyes were lowered, she did not glance at the familiar faces about the green. Her next shot demanded the utmost skill, care and steadiness she could command. Of them all she was the coolest. She must run down her putt to win the match!
Among them was one named Stella Maybeck. Stella was not an attractive girl she was too tall and too thin, her voice was loud and her manners a little careless. She had big, dark eyes with a hungry look in their depths. She adored Ricky and showed a preference for Keineth's company.
Keineth had thought that when she was quite alone in her bedroom she would cry, for then it would disturb no one and she really had a great deal to cry about. But Madame Henri lingered a long time by her bed, standing close to it with a very white face. Finally she knelt beside it and laid her cheek against Keineth's hands.
In one of the hotels they met Mr. Lee. Keineth's heart was pounding with dread beneath her neat serge dress and she was almost afraid to look at the man. But when he took her hand in his and spoke in a kindly voice, she ventured a timid glance and saw a big man, taller and heavier than her father, with a jolly smile and eyes that laughed from under their shaggy eyebrows.
Lee said something about breakfast, and Keineth's father hurried them into a waiting taxicab. And as they drove away Keineth was so busy looking at her father's dear face that she did not notice the Capitol, its noble dome outlined against the blue morning sky. But Peggy gave an excited little shriek. "Oh look look!" So, with her hand in her father's, Keineth saw Washington!
The sore throat was forgotten. Peggy helped Keineth arrange the sheets in a little roll and together they started forth on their secret errand. They found the music house without any difficulty, but Keineth's courage almost failed her when she found herself confronted by a long line of clerks. To the one who came forward she explained her errand.
And yes, the black-robed figure in the back was Celeste! "Oh, dear," echoed Alice. "Maybe she has some word from father." The thought lent wings to Keineth's feet she flew over the ground, Peggy following closely, a most curious sight for Aunt Josephine's eyes, with her wet bathing-suit and her blue and white bathrobe flying out behind! No, Aunt Josephine had no news of Keineth's father!
He had been right He would be pleased, now, to know the part she was taking with the others. The judges called the match; Keineth caught her breath and ran on to the court. She gave one whispered word to Billy. "We've got to win!" Billy had not enjoyed Keineth's sudden rise into fame. He felt less tolerant and the old grudge flamed into being.
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