“Who, indeed!” exclaimed Betty. “Why, such things are too small for a man to do! I can’t believe it, even of our mysterious captain. But now I will tell you what he did that night. He must have done it on purpose. He took pains to see that I saw you outside. I thought perhaps it was an accident after all!”
“I think I would have lost what little mind I had left if I had known that you were looking at me!”
“I couldn’t tell you that night, with all the rest you had to trouble you.”
“I could scarcely believe Jim, and said, ‘Are you sure, Jim?’—and he said, ‘Indeed I am; you want to look out, Don.’ So I’m looking out, and Jim doesn’t look guilty any more when he sees me, for I told him it was all right. He was just in for some fun, but Newt, and whoever was behind him, intended to make trouble for me with the faculty. That much is plain. Jim will have to keep in with those fellows, so they won’t suspect. He is a pretty decent chap, and I can see that he is disgusted with Newt!”
“I don’t see the point of Captain Holley’s dislike of you. He is not paying much attention to me.”
“Twice, though, when he wanted you for his company, I got ahead of him.”
“Yes, thank fortune!”
“I thank you, Miss Betty,” and Donald started up, as if to rise, and bowed.
“I see. It is not letting another man take the girl you have asked for.”
“That is partly it, but I am afraid that the captain is also interested in this particular girl.”