“Yes——”
“Did you overtake him?”
“I am glad to say I did,” replied Tom, “and I think your father is, too.”
“What was it about?”
Tom laughed evasively,
“You must ask him that yourself.”
Miss Morgan looked mild daggers at Tom.
“I never met such rude, unfriendly boys!” she declared.
“Oh, there are more offenders than my poor humble self?” interrogated Tom archly.
“Yes, there are,” declared the indignant miss. “Mart Walters has a friend from Boston visiting him—Bert Aldrich. He made an engagement to be here an hour ago with his gasoline launch. Gentlemen keep their engagements!” concluded Grace with emphasis.