But both of the girls insisted on sending you a note.

Which will you have first ?" "Don't trifle with me, Greg," begged Prescott.
Anstey rose to go.
"Don't take yourself off, Anstey old fellow.

Just pardon me while I read my notes." Dick read Laura's note through, thrilling with the absolute faith that it breathed: "Dear Dick: Don't be uneasy about us, and don't worry about yourself, either.

I couldn't express what I think about the charges, without having a man's license of speech! But you know all that I would write you.

Just keep up the good old Gridley grit and smile for a few days.