I don't see why you argue
against going in June. You were eager enough for it a week ago."
"Oh, not so awfully eager. I----"
"You were in a frenzy to go. And I haven't cooled off, if you have."
"He's hopeless," Just confided to Evelyn. "His granite mind is set on
going camping in June, and I can't get him off it. If you've any little
tricks of persuasiveness all your own now's your time to try 'em on him.
He'll spoil the whole thing."
"Write your brother Lansing to tell Jeff to put it off on his account,"
suggested Evelyn.
"That won't do, unfortunately, for Lanse has been uncertain about going
all the time."
"I'll try to think of something," promised Evelyn.
She had a chance before the day was over. Jeff appeared, late in the
afternoon, and invited her to take a walk with him.
"I'll tell you what I want," he said, as they went along. "Let's go down
by the old bridge at the pond, and if there's nobody about I'd like to
have you do me the favour of listening while I spout my class-day
oration. Would you mind?"
"I shall be delighted," answered Evelyn, and this program was carried
out accordingly.
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