“Where shall we go?” asked Phil.
“Let’s take the Tonoka Lake car,” suggested Tom.
“Which means let’s go to Fairview,” asserted Phil. “Well, I don’t mind.” Sid said nothing.
Of course it was only a coincidence, but a little later the three lads were walking down toward the co-educational institution, and of course, I suppose, it was also only a coincidence that Miss Tyler and Miss Clinton should shortly come strolling over the campus.
“There’s Ruth,” announced Phil carelessly, though he was not looking at her, but at Miss Tyler.
“That’s so,” replied Tom, as if it was the queerest thing in the world.
“They’re headed this way—no use to turn back, I suppose?” asked Phil, as if there was some doubt of it.
“No,” agreed Tom. “Besides, I want to ask your sister what she thinks of the chances of Fairview beating us.”
“Oh, she’ll tell you her college will win, of course,” asserted Phil. “Well, come on,” and they walked to meet the girls who had pretended not to notice the approach of the lads.