“Why not?” demanded Shirley.
“Oh, just because,” replied Mabel, laughing.
“I don’t see anything to laugh at,” declared Shirley.
“You don’t? No, I guess you don’t. Do you know, I’d give a whole lot if some nice boy like Dick would come all this way to see me.”
“He came to see you as well as me,” said Shirley.
“Oh no he didn’t. If I had been the only girl here, Dick would not have been on hand to-day. Besides, if it wasn’t for you I’m sure he wouldn’t even think of taking the trip to San Francisco.”
“But he wants to see something of the Panama Canal.”
“My goodness! you didn’t use to be so dense,” exclaimed Mabel.
“Dense?” repeated Shirley. “What do you mean, Mabel?”
“That’s right, keep it up,” exclaimed Mabel. “I won’t say anything more. Are you going into town to-morrow?”