I hate him for this!" Percy whistled.
"Hullo, I say! here's a go!" he cried.

"Then you're really spoons on Jeff after all?
How awfully glad he'll be when I tell him!" "Percy I shall hate _you_ if you talk like that!" said the girl.

"I hate any one who is not good to you; and it is certainly not good to you to lead you into folly and perhaps wickedness." This protest had its effect on Percy.

The next day he struck, and pleaded an excuse for accompanying the precious trio on an expedition to Windsor, to be consummated by a champagne supper at the "Christopher." They urged him hard, and tempted him sorely by the prospect of a row on the river and any amount of fun.

He declined stubbornly.