“How do you do Miss Pendleton?”
“How do you do, Mr. Farwell?”
They said together, and then both fell into a confused silence.
Fortunately, Lois entered at that moment.
“Oh, there you are, Polly,” she said. “Mrs. Baird will be here right away, mother. You and Dad stay here and talk to her, and Polly and I will
take Bob for a walk, and show him the grounds.”
The two girls ran up stairs for their sweaters, and in a jiffy they were leading Bob towards the gym.
At first, Lois did most of the talking, for Polly and Bob were very quiet.
The one was thinking: “If Lo had been there I would not have been so embarrassed.”
And the other: “Of all the brilliant ways of meeting a girl, falling over a chair is the best! I am the Clumsiest, etc., etc.”