So ended the first lesson. The second occurred at the chance mention of one Charlie White, a Cherryvale youth likewise a student at the University.
“Oh, he's not very prominent,” commented Pete, and his tone damned poor Charlie for all eternity.
“Why isn't he?” asked Missy interestedly.
“Oh, I don't know—he's just a dub.”
“A dub?”
“Yep, a dub.” Pete had just made a “date” with Polly, so he beamed on her benignantly as he explained further: “A gun—a dig-a greasy grind.”
“But isn't a smart person ever prominent?”
“Oh, sometimes. It all depends.”
“Is Polly Currier a grind?”
“I should hope not!” as if defending the lady from an insulting charge.