“Hello! This looks suspicious!” cried Dr. Brookes, laughing. “Dollie and Ralph in the parlor and Miss Allyn and Bert Jackson in the kitchen!”
“Oh, it don’t mean anything serious,” said Bert, very coolly. “I’m not proposing to Miss Allyn, I’m waiting for Marion.”
CHAPTER XIV.
A WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENT.
“Well, of all the cool things that I ever heard!” cried Marion as soon as she could stop laughing.
“Oh, the doctor isn’t the only pebble on the beach,” went on Bert, gayly. “There are others—Mr. Ray and myself, for instance! Of course, I don’t claim to be ‘in it’ just now exactly, but wait till I get home from college and then, gee whiz! won’t I give you fellows a hustle!”
“But perhaps I won’t wait,” said Marion, mischievously.
Bert shrugged his shoulders with a comical grimace.
“You wouldn’t be so mean. I know you, Marion! You’d die an old maid before you’d bring such sorrow to this bosom!”
He clasped one hand over his heart and assumed a tragic attitude. It was plain to be seen that Bert was developing wonderfully.