"The pleasure is all ours," Todd assured him. "But, say, old man!"
"Well?"
"You ought to buy a little old used car like this some time to carry in your tool-box."
They were still laughing when we drove away.
Not a word did Mrs. Todd utter on the homeward journey; but in the privacy of our humble barn—
"Oh!" she cried. "I could die! Why did you have to say that to
Mr. Burton?"
"Amanda!"
She subsided, but she had not surrendered.
"You didn't tell me you had an engagement with him. What——"
Todd laughed. "I was chosen this week, my dear, as a grievance committee of one, representing the teaching staff at the college, to put a few cold facts into John Quincy Burton's ear."