“O!” exclaimed Betty, “my butterfly pin!”
“But you have one,” smiled Captain Holley, buttoning his outer coat again.
“I had to send for another. Oh, you wouldn’t keep my pin, Captain Holley! Why, it has my name on it, and everything. Please!”
But the captain merely smiled, made her a bow, and went back with rapid steps to the aeroplane whose aviator was beckoning.
“What do you think, girls!” exclaimed Betty. “He has my butterfly pin and wouldn’t give it to me!”
“Why, the idea!” exclaimed Pauline.
“That is certainly the limit!” said Isabel.
“And worst of all he was wearing it right on the lapel of his coat for everybody to see, and some of the boys over there know all about our Psyche Club.”
“I saw him fixing something before he started over toward us,” said Pauline. “I imagine he was putting it there. I don’t think that for his own sake he would wear it around there at Grant. He just wanted to tease you. He likes you, Betty.”
“He takes a funny way to show it, then.”