"Now," said my companion as we returned to the automobile, "I think we had better have something to eat, and then go to the fair."
"But you were going to give up the fair," put in the secretary.
"Oh, no," we said in chorus.
"I have arranged about luncheon," he returned. "We will have it served at the hotel in a short time. But first there are some important sights I wish you to see."
"Man shall not live by sights alone," objected my companion. "What are you going to show us?"
"We have a beautiful woman's college."
"That," said my companion, "is the one thing that could tempt me. How many beautiful women are there?"
"It's not the women—it's the building," the secretary explained.
"Then," said my companion firmly, "I think we'd better go and have our lunch."
It seemed to me time to back him up in this demand. By dint of considerable insistence we persuaded our enthusiastic cicerone to drive to the hotel, where we found a table already set for us.