"I won't attend his class," she said thoughtfully; "I think I'll just come over to see you every night, and you'll talk to me and educate me."
"Well," I smiled, "I will give you a wider education than Macdonald can give you. For example ... this!"
"I could get any amount of teaching in kissing," she tittered.
"Possibly, darling ... but there is no teacher hereabouts with my knowledge and experience of the art."
"You horrid pig!" she laughed, and she pulled my hair.
XIV.
Janet and Annie came up to me to-night. "Hullo!" I cried, "what's become of Ellen and Gladys and Jean?"
"We're no speakin' to them," said Annie loftily.