“I’ve wanted to tell you, Peggy,” said Chris, “what fun it is working with you.”
PEGGY LANE THEATER STORIES
By VIRGINIA HUGHES
Illustrated by Sergio Leone
GROSSET & DUNLAP Publishers
NEW YORK
© GROSSET & DUNLAP, INC., 1963
ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
MANUFACTURED IN THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA
PEGGY GOES STRAW HAT
Eight hours after leaving New York City, the ricketyold Pathways Bus lurched to a bouncing halt in asmall Adirondack mountain town. Peggy Lane rosefrom her seat and somewhat shakily managed to collecther handbag, a small suitcase, a hatbox, twocoats, and her precious tin make-up kit.
“I wonder if I really look like an actress or morelike a walking luggage rack?” she thought excitedly asshe stepped down from the bus. The scene thatgreeted her was breath-taking; Peggy gasped aloudwith delight. Before her, Lake Kenabeek lay gleaminglike a jewel in the afternoon sun. Pine trees roseeverywhere and although it was summer there wasa delicious nip and tang in the air. Peggy’s heartraced with eagerness and the familiar nervous anticipationshe always felt when approaching som