"Ugh! The horrid, sour things, no! But about Will. Did you know he had a secret Betty?"
"A secret? Mercy, no! Is it about some——"
"I don't believe it's a girl. If it is, Will acts the funniest of anyone I ever saw. He has a lot of books and papers he's studying over."
"It might be her—letters—or—her picture that he puts in a book so no one will see——"
"It isn't that!" declared Grace with conviction. "Oh, this is a nougat!" she exclaimed in rapture, as her white teeth bit into a particularly delicious candy.
"Hopeless!" sighed Betty, folding a skirt neatly.
"I mean he hasn't any girl's picture, or anything like that," went on Grace. "I found one of the books where he had laid it down. It is some sort of Government report. I thought you might know."
"Why?" asked Betty, quickly. "I'm not in his confidence."
"I know, but you see, Will and Allen being so chummy, and Allen being so fond of you——"
"Grace Ford!" broke in Betty. "You shouldn't say such things!" and she blushed crimson.