"I say, how about reading my character now?"
"No, not now, sometime later, perhaps."
"Perhaps?"
"Well I don't know if I'd dare. What are you doing to-morrow?"
"Nothing particular."
"Suppose we get up a hay ride and a picnic. The moon will be glorious."
"Bacon and roast corn? Hurray!" said Skippy, most unromantically.
Vivi got up suddenly.
"Let's go back."
"All right, but it's awfully dark."