“won’t you join me?”
“The invitation is tempting,” she hesitated; “but I’ve got just oodles of work.”
“What! on Saturday?”
“Saturday is my really busy day, don’t you know. I guess I could get off; really, though, I suspect I ought to tell Miss Smith.”
He looked a little perplexed; but the direction in which her inclinations lay was quite clear to him.
‚ÄúIt‚ÅÝ‚Äîit would be decidedly the proper thing,‚Äù he murmured, ‚Äúand we could, of course, invite Miss‚ÅÝ‚Äî‚Äù
She saw the difficulty and interrupted him:
“It’s quite unnecessary; she’ll think I have simply gone for a long walk.” And soon they were speeding down the silent road, breathing the perfume of the pines.
Now a ride of