"We agreed not to say any more about that." "Yes, but since he IS better----" Alice shook her head.

"He won't be better to-morrow.

He always has a bad day after a good one especially after such a good one as this is." "But if this time it should be different," Russell persisted; "wouldn't you be willing to come if he's better by to-morrow evening?
Why not wait and decide at the last minute ?" She waved her hands airily.

"What a pother!" she cried.

"What does it matter whether poor little Alice Adams goes to a dance or not ?" "Well, I thought I'd made it clear that it looks fairly bleak to me if you don't go." "Oh, yes!" she jeered.
"It's the simple truth," he insisted.