"She can't drop it. There'll be a board of managers to see to that. Besides, Dad'll be back of it. Nobody need worry much, as long as he's behind it."
"That's true," admitted Linda.
"Of course I'll be at college, but I think I can persuade Dad into giving me a plane of my own, so that I can fly home every week-end. Doesn't it sound thrilling?"
"It surely does. We'll have to get together and talk the whole thing over soon."
"I'll tell the world! I'm going to get the bunch over here tomorrow afternoon. Can you come? It's my last day home."
The music had stopped, but Ralph showed no signs of letting Linda go back to her escort.
"And will you promise me tomorrow night, Linda?" he begged. "In case I don't get another dance with you tonight?"
"I don't know," she replied, thoughtfully. "I'm sort of expecting Daddy home this week-end, and I must see him."
"But you can see your father any time!"
"That's just what I can't do! Why Ralph, I see you lots oftener than Daddy. I haven't laid eyes on him since Field Day at Green Falls—three weeks ago!"