“Hail to the Giant!” she exclaimed. “Although I don’t see that you’re any more gigantic than you were before, except that perhaps your head has swelled a little,” she added mischievously.
Joe laughed. Laughter came very easily to him today. The world had never seemed so bright to him. Life was decked out in rainbow colors. To be young, to be healthy, to be successful in his chosen calling—what else did he have to ask for?
Just one thing, perhaps. And again he flushed, as he recalled what his sister had said about “settling down to housekeeping.”
[CHAPTER VIII]
THE COMING OF REGGIE
The happy conference had been so animated and there had been so many things to talk about that Joe gave a start when he glanced at his watch.
“Great Scott!” he exclaimed. “I didn’t think it was anywhere near so late as that. I’ll have to get a move on, if I’m going to meet Reggie.”
“Do you think he’ll be here today?” asked Mrs. Matson.