"That goes without saying," chimed in Miss Saucy. "Any place where you were, would of course overtop the rest of the world."
"It might," Magnus answered, thinking of the oak shadows where he had sat with Cherry. I am not so sure that he heard Miss Fashion's next words, looking over her head towards the Western sky. The West! The West!
"And of course your desire for study is immense," the young lady went on, a little louder.
"Quite insatiable!"
"Oh, you're too good to be true!" said Miss Saucy.
"But don't you feel all out of training?" said another girl. "I should think it would come awfully hard at first."
"On the contrary, I feel in better training than ever in my life before."
"But that is awful!" said the Kitten. "Back from furlough 'in training'? Why, Magnus, you'll come out blue."
"I expect it," said Magnus, with a bow. "That is what I am aiming for."
"Now that I call mean," said the young lady; "taking one up so. How sharp you have grown all of a sudden!"