all to itself.

The girls were engaging in that rather senseless though altogether charming hero worship so dear to the heart of the average schoolboy.
"What caused the accident ?" inquired one girl.
"Gallantry," smiled Greg.

"We were all so anxious to see you girls that we all turned at the same time.

We made the canoe heel, and then it filled and went down.

But you can't blame us, can you ?" "But you've lost your fine big canoe," cried Laura Bentley, looking as though her pretty eyes were about to fill with tears.
"Yes," Dick admitted, "and, of course, it's too bad.