"It's very kind of you. I myself always prefer to have these things on a business footing," said Cooper, looking cheered. "I am essentially a business man."
"Then what about Sunday afternoon? Perhaps you and Miss Farmer—and what about Mr. Fuller?"
If young Cooper could have answered all too certainly, "what about Fuller," he refrained from any such disastrous candour. But he gave his grateful pledge of coming to Culmhayes on the following Sunday with as many of the staff as were considered necessary to form a small committee. Cooper was insistent upon the necessity for such.
"You notice that I like things done in order?" said he.
"Yes, indeed," murmured Edna. "Here is Miss Easter coming downstairs, so I suppose the lesson is over, and we must be going. Good-bye, Mr. Cooper—I shan't forget."
"Let me see you down. Hark!" said Cooper, with an expression of animated interest.
Iris and Lady Rossiter both paused.
"Did you hear my knee-joint crack just now? That was my knee. I put it out at football, months ago, and since then it cracks, like that."
And with this addition to the sum total of their general information, Edna and Miss Easter drove away from the College.
"Poor young man!" said Lady Rossiter leniently.