"I suppose he's the kind of fellow who is calculated to please
a woman," mused Dick with a sinking at heart. "And Cameron has
had the great advantage of being right on the spot all the time.
Moreover, he has had his future mapped out for him, while I wasn't
assured about my own, and he hasn't been afraid to speak. Great
Scott, I must wait until the night of the graduation ball before
I can speak and find out how the land lies for me. But is Laura
coming to that hop?"
Again Dick ran hastily through the letter. Yet, look as he would,
he could find no allusion of Laura's to coming on for the Graduation
Hop.
"What an idiot I am!" growled Prescott to himself. "I'm certain
I forgot to ask her, in my last letter. If I did, it was solely
because I've always been so sure that she'd be on here for
graduation week as a matter of course."
After pacing his room for a few moments, Dick sat down and wrote
feverishly back to Laura Bentley, asking her if she were coming
on for graduation and the hop.
"I've always looked forward to having you here as a matter of
course on that great occasion," Dick penned, "so I'm not very
certain that I have made the invitation as explicit as I've meant
to. But you'll come, won't you, Laura? It would be a poor graduation
for me, without your face in the throng, for the others will be
strangers to me. Won't you please write promptly and set my mind
at ease on this vital point?"
In three days Laura's answer came.
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