“How are you getting on at school?” asked Matty politely.
“All right, I guess. The studies aren’t hard.”
“Probably that’s because you are naturally smart,” responded the girl. “You impress us as being clever. Doesn’t he, May?”
“You do,” said May. “We both said so the other day.”
“And, Oh, please tell us how you like your roommate!” And Matty clasped her hands eagerly. May giggled. Rodney frowned at the levity.
“He’s all right,” he replied. “Sort of a peculiar fellow, but I rather like him.”
“And how are his lungs?” asked May very, very solicitously.
Rodney grinned. “All right, I guess. He wants me to take walks with him. Says it would do me a lot of good.”
“Perhaps it would,” said Matty, “although you don’t look very weak. You’re not, are you? May and I decided that you looked rather athletic. Do you go in for football or baseball? Anything besides croquet?”