“Oh, well, we’re seated alphabetically. I’m down in the front of the room, and you must be in the back. So that lets me out.”
Three-thirty arrived long before they finished exchanging personal bits of information, and Jack left Patricia at the door of her classroom with a promise to see her again very soon.
“How in the world did you get hold of him?” whispered Jane excitedly, as Patricia took her seat.
“Tell you later,” promised Patricia, as Professor Yates glanced in their direction.
After the class was over, the girls managed to get away from the rest of the crowd; so, as they walked slowly across the campus, Patricia told the story of the fall and its consequences.
“You’re a lucky girl!” sighed Jane, as she finished.
“To have broken no bones?” inquired Patricia innocently.
“Yes, just that,” replied her companion, with exaggerated emphasis. “Broken hearts not taken into account.”
“I suppose the girls will razz the life out of me,” commented Patricia, after a short pause.
“Don’t tell them anything about it, then. I shan’t mention it.”