“I don’t mind.”
After leaving the movie, they strolled slowly back to College Hill, chatting as if they had known each other always.
“Will you come in?” asked Patricia, as they reached Arnold Hall.
“Like to, but you see I’m in training and not supposed to be out too late; besides I have some boning to do yet.”
“I don’t see when you ever get any studying done; you’re in classes all morning as well as part of the afternoon, and on the athletic field until dark.”
“It doesn’t leave me much time, and I’ve just got to make good here.”
“You mean in order to keep on the team?”
“Of course; but there’s another reason too. You see, my dad isn’t well enough off to send me to Granard himself; and, well, when you’re indebted to somebody else for a big chance, why, you’ve just got to make good.”
“I know just how that is; for I’m in the same position myself,” replied Patricia impulsively.
“You are?” questioned Jack. “Then you would understand.”