Old Sudden too.

He'd be kind of nice to old Sudden--nice in an offhand, indifferent kind of way.
But Mary V could get down on her _knees_, and he wouldn't be nice to her.
He should say not! So dreamed Johnny Jewel, all the way to the mail box out by the main road, and nearly all the way back again.

But then his ears were assailed with lugubrious singing: "An' dlead the Great Bear ho-o-ome, An' dlead the Great Bear hoo-me, I'll brand each star with the Rollin' R, An-n dlead the Great Bear home!" That was Bud's contribution.
"Aw, for gosh sake, _shut up_!" yelled Johnny, his temper rising again.
From the bungalow, when he passed it on his way to the bunk house, came the measured thump-thump of a piano playing the same old tune with a stress meant to mock him and madden him.
"Then if she'll smile I'll stop awhile, And kiss her snow-white hand." That was Mary V, singing at the top of her voice, and Johnny walked stiff-backed down the path.

He wanted to turn and repeat to Mary V what he had shouted to Bud, but he refrained, though not from any chivalry, I am sorry to say.

Johnny feared that it would be playing into her hand too much if he took that much notice of her.