“Do tell me what you had done?”
“I was charged with stealing the chapel Bible, and with painting a front door of one of the professors.”
“And had you done these things?”
“No.”
The guests began to say good-night, so the dialogue was interrupted. When it came Peter’s turn to go, Miss De Voe said:
“I hope you will not again refuse my dinner invitations.”
“I have had a very pleasant evening,” said Peter. “But I had a pleasanter one, the other night.”
“Good-evening,” said Miss De Voe mechanically. She was really thinking “What a very nice speech. He couldn’t have meant anything by his remark about the questions.”
Peter dined the next evening with Lispenard, who in the course of the meal turned the conversation to Miss De Voe. Lispenard was curious to learn just what Peter knew of her.
“She’s a great swell, of course,” he said incidentally.