“Thank you, sir, I shall be glad to.”
“Then we’ll put off our shopping till to-morrow, Mabel,” said Shirley.
All day the three young people talked eagerly of the coming trip, and Shirley tried to get Dick to promise that he would go, whether he was able to get off or not. But this Dick would not do.
“If they agree to let me off, all right,” was his decision.
They sat up and talked till late that night, but Mr. Willing finally put an end to this conversation.
“Shirley,” he said severely, “are you going to keep that young man talking all night? How do you expect him to catch the early train in the morning?”
“Well, I would have gone any time he told me,” pouted Shirley.
“I don’t suppose he would have told you if you had kept him talking all night,” replied Mr. Willing dryly.
Dick arose and bade the others good night. A few moments later Shirley and Mabel retired to their room, where they lay for a long time before sleep overcame them, so excited were they at the prospect of the great trip.
“I’m glad Dick is going,” said Mabel, “but I don’t suppose I am half as glad as you are.”