“Eight or ten, I expect. Bob Ingalls, would you like to go, too?”
The invitation was eagerly accepted. John next approached Henry Tufts, who was speaking with Frank Frost.
Without even looking at the latter, he asked Henry if he would like to go.
“Very much,” was the reply.
“Then I will expect you,” he said. He turned on his heel and walked off without taking any notice of Frank.
Frank blushed in spite of himself.
“Don't he mean to invite you?” asked Henry, in surprise.
“It appears not,” said Frank.
“It's mean in him, then,” exclaimed Henry; “I declare, I've a great mind not to go.”
“I hope you will go,” said Frank hastily. “You will enjoy it. Promise me you will go.”