It's almost five o'clock here now in Seacliff, San Francisco. In the pleasant, old library in the Barbour family home, Henry Barbour and his granddaughter, Margaret - waiting for the return of Hazel and Clifford from San Diego - are beguiling the time with clippings and photographs, working on Margaret's family album. The library table and desk are cluttered with snapshots and newspaper clippings, and Margaret has been busily writing.