A multitude of small accidents had delayed Ruth Mundy. The battery in her car had gone dead and she had to call a cab; she had mislaid the key to the strong box! Just as the taxi pulled up she located it. Hastily snatching from the dresser drawer two twenty-dollar bills, one old and crumpled, one crisp and new, she thrust them loosely into the bag. In her hurry, the perfume bottle on the dresser upset,spilling perfume on her lovely moire purse! If this kept up she'd be late for her birthday party! Now, where was that book she was to return? She was sure she had just put it on the dresser! Finally locating in under her coat on the bed,she grabbed it and ran.