That the girls and the others might see something of Chicago, it had been arranged to remain in that city two days. They were to stop at a new and elegant hotel on the lake shore, and thither they were driven with their baggage. "It certainly is as bustling as New York," was Roger's comment, as they drove along. "Just look at the carriages, and autos, and trucks!" "This afternoon we'll hire an automobile to take us around," said Dunston Porter. "It is the only way to see a good deal in a little time." They were fortunate in getting good accommodations at the new hotel, and the boys and girls were struck by the elegance of the rooms, and, later, by the sumptuousness of the dining-hall. "Why, it's fit for a palace!" declared Jessie. "Beats the Crumville Hotel, doesn't it?" said Dave, dryly, and this caused the girls to giggle and the other boys to laugh. An automobile was engaged at the stand in the hotel, and immediately after lunch the whole party went sightseeing, visiting the lake front, Lincoln Park, and numerous other points of interest. At the park they alighted to look at the animals, and this pleased the girls especially. "To-morrow morning I'll have a little business to attend to," said Dunston Porter, "and I'll have to let you take care of yourselves for a few hours. I propose that you boys take the girls around to some of the big department stores." "Oh, yes!" cried Laura, who had a woman's delight for finery. Jessie was also interested, for her opportunities for visiting big stores were rare. Mr. Porter had already purchased tickets for one of the theaters, where they were playing a well-known and highly successful comedy drama, and this they attended that evening after dinner at the hotel. Their seats were on the right in the orchestra, so they had more or less of a chance to view the opposite side of the auditorium. "They certainly have a full house," said Roger, who sat on one side of Dave, while Jessie sat on the other. "I believe every seat is taken." "That shows that a good drama pays," answered Dave. "This is clean as well as interesting." His eyes were roving over the sea of faces, upstairs and down. "I wonder how many a theater like this can hold?" "Two thousand, perhaps." "It certainly looks it, Roger. That gallery--Well, I declare!" "What is it?" asked the senator's son. "Do you see that fellow in the front row in the balcony? The one next to the aisle?" "Yes. What of him?" "Looks to me like Link Merwell." "Oh, Dave, you must be mistaken." "I don't think so. It looks like Merwell, and Nat Poole said he was in Chicago." "So he did. Now you speak of it, he does look like Merwell. Wish we had an opera glass, we might make sure." "I'll see if we can't borrow a glass," said Dave.