These two started off, leaving the others to go their ways, which they did at once.
Not long before this, the class had been talking of "opportunities," and now as they walked up the street, Herbert said to himself, "I wonder if this is my opportunity."
Duncan always seemed so careless. Could he say anything that would make him think? If Miss Wynn had failed, should he try? At length he said, not so much because he meant to use his opportunity as by way of saying something—
"Dunny, did you ever notice that, no matter what the lesson is about, Miss Wynn always brings the talk around to Christ?"
"Why, no. I never thought about it particularly," replied Duncan. "The fact is, I don't always pay attention."
"And you'll own that after the lecture you gave Perry," said Herbert.
"Oh, I just said that to give him a chance to explode. I know he was dying for an excuse. I don't pretend to do better myself," replied Duncan. "Hang it!" he continued. "I must have fun."
"But there are things that are better than fun," remarked Herbert.
"Yes, I know. Dinners, for instance!"
"Dear me," thought his friend, "he won't be serious." But he began again, this time coming to the point at once.