"Considering that you ate the lion's share of it, Miss Miggs, that speech is neither pretty nor polite." "I wonder," continued A.O., paying no attention to her, "if the Lieutenant knows what a public benefactor he is, when he sends you bon-bons and books and things." She had enjoyed his many offerings to Elise as much as the recipient and thought it wise to follow her first speech with a compliment.
"Well, Agnes Olive, if you feel that you have profited so much by his benefactions, then you are not playing fair if you don't invite some of us down to meet your 'special,' when he comes next week.

Mary, what do you think?
A.O.has a _suitor_! A boy from home.

He is to come next week, armed with a note from her 'fond payrents,' giving him permission to call.

After talking about him all term and getting my curiosity up to fever heat about such a paragon as she makes him out to be, she blasts all my hopes by flatly refusing to let me meet him.

Pig!" she made a grimace of mock disgust at A.O.
"I wouldn't care, if you weren't such an awful tease," admitted A.O.
"But I know how you'll criticize him afterward.