CHAPTER IV
THE DISAPPEARING VOLUME
"WELL, my dear," said Roger after supper that evening, "I think perhaps we had better introduce Miss Titania to our custom of reading aloud."
"Perhaps it would bore her?" said Helen. "You know it isn't everybody that likes being read to."
"Oh, I should love it!" exclaimed Titania. "I don't think anybody ever read to me, that is not since I was a child."
"Suppose we leave you to look after the shop," said Helen to Roger, in a teasing mood, "and I'll take Titania out to the movies. I think Tarzan is still running."
Whatever private impulses Miss Chapman may have felt, she saw by the bookseller's downcast face that a visit to Tarzan would break his heart, and she was prompt to disclaim any taste for the screen classic.
"Dear me," she said; "Tarzan—that's all that nature stuff by John Burroughs; isn't it? Oh,
