"But we mustn't disturb these young people, Mr. Kellogg," Graham broke in nervously.
"They'll—they'll have a lot to say to one another, I'm sure; so we'll just run along. I'm taking Mr. Kellogg up to the house, Nat. You'll follow us as soon as you can, won't you?"
"Yes—sure."
"I've got some news for you, too, that'll make you happy."
"Never mind about that; it'll keep till supper, Mr. Graham." Kellogg laughed, taking the old man's arm. "Good-bye, both of you—good-bye for a little while."
"Good-bye..."
"Wasn't that terrible!" Josie turned back to Nat when they were alone. "I think it was real mean of Mr. Graham to turn on all the lights that way," she simpered. "Somebody else might've seen."
"Yes," agreed the young man, half distracted; "but of course I daren't turn them off again."
"Never mind. We can wait." Josie blushed.
"I'll just sit here and wait—we can talk till Tracey comes, and then you can walk home with me."