“None too early. And this is just the day for a sail. We can have a glorious afternoon on the sound. What do you say to it, old man?”
“Who is going?”
“Anybody you want. We’ll take along Browning and Diamond.”
“I don’t think I ought to spend the time.”
“Oh, come off! You have been cramming like a fiend all winter, and an afternoon’s outing is just what you need. You can’t say no. Think of the sport.”
Frank did think of it. He knew it was true he had become a “dig,” and he felt that a sail on the sound would do him good. It would serve as a relaxation for half a day, and he could return to his studies with fresh energy on the morrow.
All at once he turned on Harry, exclaiming:
“I am with you, old fellow!”
“You will go?”
“Dead sure. I’ll be able to study all the better for it afterward.”