The professor's interested.

Dad fished out an old Trig that he used when he was a boy and I have some new angles that will keep my esteemed rival stirring up his gray matter for some little time." "Good for you! Joyous congratulations! You've got the idea!" cried Linda.

"Go to it! Start something all along the line, but make it something founded on brains and reason and common sense.

But, Donald, I was watching for you.

I wanted to say a word." Donald Whiting bent toward her.