me and some of the other students into trouble," returned Dave.
Vera and Mary were waiting to speak to some of the boys, and Vera laughed heartily when she saw Dave.
"Oh, but you make a fine German!" she said. "I think you ought to go on the stage." And then she complimented Phil, Roger, and some of the others whom she knew.
Mr. Porter had arranged to remain at the hotel over night with his party. They left for Oakdale shortly after the entertainment, and Vera, Mary, and some others went with them, in carriages of their own. Dave noticed that Jessie was not herself, and when they were alone in a hallway for a moment asked the reason.
"Oh, it's nothing, Dave," she answered, but without looking him squarely in the eyes.
"But I know there is something, Jessie," he said, and his voice showed his anxiety. "Have I offended you in any way?"
"No, not in the least."
"But you are angry with me."
"No, I am not angry." She kept her eyes hidden from his gaze.
"Well, there is something, and I wish you would tell me what it is."
"No, I'll not say a word. If you don't know what it is, it doesn't matter," said the girl, and
