“Oh, yes. I know she was wonderful today,” said Gloria. “But then, a lot of the girls crawled out of their shells to take part in the circus!”
“Circus?” Did Jack wince or just appear puzzled?
“I mean the wild canoe chase with a real rescued maiden and a poor naked Indian half frozen. Oh, Jack! You missed the time of your life. You should have seen them rubbing me down!”
Jack laughed lightly and any possible “circus clouds” were instantly dispelled.
“Are you sure the old heart is behaving?” asked Gloria, now on her feet and ready to leave.
“Be-u-ti-fully. You see, there is one thing I can do and that’s ride a horse. Wait until you see my Omar. He’s simply a beauty. I won’t say that he didn’t fly over the hills this morning.” A rueful little smile explained the result. “But I don’t think that hurt my heart——” finished Jack.
“No, I don’t either. You know, Jack, you have a weakness for walking the gym ceiling——”
“Well,” a long drawn sigh, “if they’ll just let me scratch with a fountain pen I’ll be satisfied now. I’ve got a wonderful idea in my essay. You see—I’ve travelled a lot.”
“I think I have quite a good idea too,” said Gloria. “I’ve never travelled far, but a day out of doors with my dad goes right into the heart of nature, and I’ve had that experience.”
“Good luck, Glo, I can’t win first, but I want to make a good showing. All the girls are keen on it.”