“But——”
“I’ve engaged Hartman’s best horses—the big bay for me and the little black Queen, that you Harding girls are so crazy about, for you.”
“I thought Virginia Day had Queen every afternoon.”
“Not when I want her. I’m a privileged person at Hartman’s, because I rode every day last summer.”
“Well, but you see——”
“If you come I’ll tell you a grand secret.”
“About Morton Hall?” demanded Betty eagerly.
“No fair guessing. Will you come?”
Betty looked at him hard, and then out the window at the campus, sparkling in the autumn sunshine. “Oh, Jim, yes! I can’t resist such a very nice party. How soon can we start?”
“How soon can you be ready?”