and then you had to spoil it all by offering him a drink. When he said you talk too much he was dead right!"
"Oh, well, what's he want to kick up such a fuss for?" asked Laurie cheerfully. "Come on. I've got to beat it to gym for practice."
They waved a farewell to Polly over the heads and shoulders of the throng about the fountain, but that young lady demanded speech with them and left her duties for a hasty word nearer the door. "I've just got to see you boys about Kewpie," she announced. "It's very important. Can't you come back a minute before supper, Ned?"
"Kewpie?" asked Laurie. "What's wrong with him?"
"I don't know. That's what I want to talk about. There isn't time now."
"All right, we'll be back about five thirty," agreed Ned. "By. See you later."
"Wonder what's up," said Laurie when, having reached School Park, they turned their steps briskly over the slushy pavements toward Hillman's. "Looked perfectly normal last time I saw him."
