“My, isn’t that news for you?” laughed Lucille. “Peggy, you’re always so clear!”
“Well, do you suppose that Ted would tell what the boy told him in confidence?”
“Ted must have told something.”
“Couldn’t Chet overhear it, maybe?”
“Then he is really mysterious, you think, Peggy.”
“Yes. I asked him last night if he was mysterious and he said he was!”
There was a general laugh at this. “Peggy’s drawing on her imagination,” said Mary Emma.
“Where did the Don take you last night, Peggy?” queried Lucille, “to a picture show?”
“No, but he was at the same surprise party I went to,” and Peggy gave a mirthful glance in Carolyn’s direction.
“Well, if Don as the boys call him isn’t mysterious, you are, so let’s change the subject.”