102. Two Lirrte Pitarims’ Proaress

man she had called “our man” the night before when
she spoke of him to Robin, and he gave them a sharp
but friendly nod.

“Hello!” he exclaimed. “It’s you two again! You
are going to the Fair.”

Robin looked up at his shrewd face with a civil
little grin.

“Yes, sir; we are,” he answered.

“Hope you'll enjoy it,” said the man. “ Big thing!”

And he was pushed past them, and soon lost in the

crowd.