"I have an invitation from Mrs. Davis to escort
you both over to her house. Of course, if you find the tea and
chatter a bit dull over there, we can go somewhere else presently."
"I never find anything dull that is a part of the life here,"
returned Belle, little enthusiast for the Navy. "It will suit
you, mother?"
"Anything at all will suit me," declared Mrs. Meade amiably.
"David, just find me some place where I can drop into an armchair
and have some other middle-aged woman like myself to talk with.
Then you young people need pay no further heed to me. Examination
week doesn't last forever."
"It doesn't," laughed Darrin, "and many of our fellows are very
thankful for that."
"How are you going to come through?" Belle asked, with a quick
little thrill of anxiety.
"Nothing to worry about on that score," Dave assured her. "I'm
sufficiently 'savvy' to pull sat. all right."
"Isn't that fine? And Dan?"
"Oh, he'll finish sat., too, if he doesn't sight another craft
flying pink hair ribbons."
"Any danger of that?" asked Belle anxiously, for Dan was a townsman
of hers.
"Not judging by the company that Dan is keeping to-day," smiled
Darrin.
"Who is his companion to-day, then?"
"Jetson, a woman hater."
"Really a woman hater?" asked Belle.
"Oh, no; Jet wouldn't poison all girls, or do anything like that.
He isn't violent against girls. In fact, he's merely shy when
they're around.
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