“Oh, I ought to know by this time how busy college seniors are!” remarked Mr. Andrews.
“But it isn’t college that keeps us busy Saturday nights,” Marjorie informed him. “It’s Girl Scouts!”
“A brand new occurrence!” exclaimed Dick, mockingly.
“Reviving that old patrol?” inquired Mr. Andrews. “That’s nice! Summer plans, and all?” He looked questioningly at Dick and Lily. As far as he knew the wedding was set for June.
“Oh, no!” returned Lily, with a blush. “I’m afraid we’re too old for any more wild camping or motor trips——”
Her father burst out laughing.
“Your mother and I are planning a camping trip for this very summer, while you young people are on your honey-moon.”
Dick, who grew slightly embarrassed at the personal turn which the conversation had taken, began to inquire about the prospective trip.
“Now tell us what we are doing tomorrow,” entreated Lily, after her father had outlined his own plans.
“Your mother will tell you all about that,” he answered for already the car was stopping at the fashionable apartment house in which their home was located.