“Then you would, if—”
“I’d stand by my class, naturally. I hope there won’t be any ifs. I’m not ’round looking up trouble.”
“I think school is—hateful!”
“Halloa! Why only the other day you were—”
“The other day was the other day; to-day is—different.”
“What’s up?—this business of Monsieur Hugo? He must be a wonder!”
“I hate French!”
“Or one particular Frenchman?” Alec laughed.
“I wish I’d taken German.”
Alec looked puzzled; Blue Bonnet couldn’t be af—, he broke the word off hastily. Why, he had expected to find her ready and eager to seize the chance to throw her gauntlet with the rest, with all her usual disregard of consequences.