"Georgie"
Presently her mother came up to her, and the poor child between sobs told everything. She was, in fact, glad to tell.
"He wants to marry me," she finished piteously, "and he doesn't believe my word. He says he loves me, and he speaks to me as if I were a dog because there is a chance of his missing a football match. Oh, mother, I told him—I told him not to come back. I'm afraid’oh, I'm afraid—he'll think I meant it."
"Georgie is only a boy," her mother said wisely, "and his games are the most important thing in the world to him just now. He will come back to-morrow, and say he is sorry. I am quite sure he will come back. He will never think you meant it."
So Diana dried her tears and went down to make inquiries about the motor-car. She caught Dickie, in fits of laughter in the hall.
"Why didn't Georgie tell the police in Ingraham?" she asked indignantly.
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