“Oh, but——” he began in protest.
“You must be hungry,” she insisted.
He couldn’t deny that and he had to admit, too, that with his ankle throbbing as it was at present, he didn’t want to contemplate making his own supper. Nevertheless he regarded her thoughtfully.
“Do your parents know you are here?” he asked suddenly.
Gale felt the color stealing up into her cheeks. “No,” she admitted finally.
“Where are you supposed to be?”
She swallowed a difficult lump in her throat. “At the movies.”
“Then off you go to the movies,” he said firmly. “You don’t want your conscience troubling you.”
“I’ll go right after I’ve fixed you something,” she promised. “Honestly I will!”
“And hereafter there are to be no more lies!” he said severely.