“All right. To-morrow? Will you come over to-morrow? I’ll send Higgins for you with the car if you will?” But Dan shook his head.
“Not to-morrow, I guess,” he replied. “I’ll have to make up for what I miss to-day, you see.”
Gerald’s face fell and he kicked disconsolately at the leg of a chair.
“That’s mean,” he said. “I guess, though, you could come if you wanted to. I suppose I’m too much of a kid.”
“Nonsense!” exclaimed Dan. “I’d like to come, and I would if I could. But they’re pretty strict about class-work at Yardley and I don’t want to get behind. If you’ll let me come Friday I will.”
“All right.” Gerald’s face brightened. “And, say, I’m going to ask father if he will let me go over to see you some day. I’ve never been inside the school in my life. If I come will you show me your room and everything?”
“Glad to, but my room doesn’t amount to much. Do you like football?”
“You bet! Do you play?”
“Some. I was trying for the team until yesterday.”