“Old friends are a nuisance when we have a new crush, aren’t they?” he asked, bitterly.
“Ralph, behave yourself!” she commanded. “Don’t spoil my party by getting peeved!”
“I’m sorry, Linda,” he said, penitently. “I didn’t mean it. Only I just know that guy has fallen for you. What was he talking to you so long about?”
Linda blushed. “He wants me to go into secret service flying,” she explained.
“He would! And then get you to marry him!”
Linda laughed, as if to imply that what Ralph suggested was nonsense. If he only knew how near to the point he had come!
“Well, are you going to do it?” he persisted.
“I don’t know. First I’m going to get my Ladybug at Los Angeles—and fly home!”
“Ladybug, Ladybug, fly away home!” quoth Ralph.
“We will!” promised Linda, smiling. But she did not say how long she would stay there.