Where shall we go ?" The sweat stood full on his lip now, and a deep line ran across his forehead.

"Where shall we go ?" he repeated insistently.

"Come!" In my own bitterness at all this I grew sarcastic with him.

"Sit down," said I.

"Why all this foolishness about a college girl with a shirtwaist and a straw hat ?" "Oh, now," and his forehead puckered up, "don't you be deceived for one minute, my friend.