On the home road Donald had plainly indicated that he would enjoy spending the morrow with her, and she had advised him to take the books she had provided and lock himself in his room and sweat out some information about Monday's lessons which would at least arrest his professor's attention, and lead his mind to the fact that something was beginning to happen.

And then she had laughingly added: "Tomorrow is Katy's turn.

I told the old dear I would take her as soon as I felt the car was safe.

Every day she does many things that she hopes will give me pleasure.

This is one thing I can do that I know will delight her." "Next Saturday, then ?" questioned Donald.