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`` Goodness , I certainly am glad you had the presence of mind to shake your sweater at old Phyllis . Would n't it have been dreadful if she had bitten you ! '' The next morning , Betty said good-by to the hospitable family who had been so wonderfully kind to her , and , much refreshed after a luxurious hot bath and a night 's sleep in the pretty guest room , took the trolley car into town with Mr. Brill , who at the station door bade her farewell in his capacity of host and two minutes later as telegraph operator sent her message to Uncle Dick in Washington . The 7:45 was on time to the minute , and as the long train pulled in and the porter helped her on , Betty drew a long breath of relief . Surely there could be no more delays and in a comparatively few hours she might hope to be with her uncle and know the comfort of telling him her experiences instead of trusting their recital to letters . The train had been made up late the night before and many of the passengers were still sleepy-eyed after restless hours in their berths . A good many of them were at breakfast in the dining car , and as there was no parlor car Betty had to take half a section already occupied by a rather frowsy young woman with two small children .