"Excuse me," said Gay, with exasperating politeness, "you said get it together somehow—and isn't gluing it, 'somehow'?"
"May," said Miss Linn, flushing with mortification, "go to your room and stay until I come."
Gay turned away, muttering something not intended for anybody's ears, but Miss Linn heard it.
"What did you say?" she asked.
"I said that if I had known that visiting was like going to a reform school I wouldn't have come," replied Gay, the incorrigible.
CHAPTER XIV
THE BOY PREDOMINATES
After Gay had sulked a little in his room, and indulged in rather violent criticism of Miss Linn, the aspect of matters changed somewhat. What was the use of spending the rest of the day in the dumps? There must be some fun to be had even in the quiet guest-room. It occurred to him that it would be sport to lean out of the window as far as possible and try to look in the dining-room window, which was just below, with his head upside down.
This was dangerous, of course, for a fall would have shaken up the performer a trifle, but the danger was the fun and Gay hung out till his head nearly touched the window below. While he was enjoying himself in this way Margery passed through the garden and saw him.