"Good-by." "Hold on!" cried he.

"What have you got to do ?" He happened to glance down the street.

"Isn't that Ruth coming ?" "So it is," said Susan.

"I guess Bessie Andrews wasn't at home." Sam waved at Ruth and called, "Hello! Glad to see you." Ruth was all sweetness and smiles.

She and her mother--quite privately and with nothing openly said on either side--had canvassed Sam as a "possibility." There had been keen disappointment at the news that he was not coming home for the long vacation.