"All you get—at home and abroad. You go to school I fancy," replied
Mrs. Somers.
The boy glanced towards the clock and began to move off, answering by actions rather than words.
"You were over at Neanticut, I suppose, Saturday," said Mr. Somers affably. To which the answer was a choked and unwilling 'yes.'
"Well who drove you over?"
"He druv," said Phil. "I'm going—"
"And the ladies—weren't there ladies along?"
"Yes—They druv too."
"Did you have a fine time?" said Mrs. Somers.
"Yes! I did," said Phil very gloomily.
"Why what did you do more than the rest?"