"Forget it, Ralph!" Then, deliberately assuming a light-hearted manner again, she added, "Come on back and dance.... But remember—no more cutting in!"
Chapter XV
Plans for the Ocean Flight
The last day of the Christmas vacation—New Year's—passed very quickly for Linda Carlton. The dance had continued until almost dawn, and for once she stayed to the end. For there was no flight in store for her on the morrow, or the day after. She could be as sleepy as she wanted to.
Accordingly, her aunt did not wake her until noon, and only then because her father was taking a late afternoon train back to New York.
"I want to go for a walk with you this afternoon, Daughter," he said, while she ate her combined breakfast and luncheon. "I would like to have a talk with you."
"Yes, Daddy," replied Linda, trembling inside, lest he intended to tell her that he would forbid the ocean flight.
"Can you spare the time—say about three o'clock—from your social engagements?"
"I haven't any social engagements," she replied. "Lou and I didn't accept anything for after Christmas Day."