“I do not! I’ve had quite enough experience with wild flowers for a while, anyhow.”
“Ever see your reporter-rescuer?” asked Katharine.
“Once in a while. Jack likes him a lot, and Craig has asked us out a couple of times.”
“Hasn’t he a girl friend?” demanded Katharine.
“I guess not; not a regular, anyhow. But why should you be interested? Aren’t you and the Professor good pals any more?”
“Sure; but there are several nice girls in the Gang who haven’t boy friends. You see I’m being purely altruistic.”
“Maybe the man in question would prefer to manage his affairs himself,” said Jane practically.
“Maybe; in fact, he may have made a selection already,” suggested Anne, smiling at Pat in the mirror.
Patricia kept her eyes on the road ahead, and feigned ignorance of Anne’s meaning. Presently she changed the subject by asking what her guests would like to do that evening. “The week end is so short that we have to use every minute of it.”
“A movie,” proposed Katharine. “I haven’t seen a good one in a coon’s age.”