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 upward, and poised himself on the toes of his wet shoes like a ballet-dancer.

"In search of you, my noble twin," he answered promptly. "Hello, Polly!"

"Punk!" growled Ned Turner. "'Been' and 'twin'! My eye!"

"Perfectly allowable rime, old son. What are you having?"

"Chocolate ice-cream soda. Say, what became of you after school? I looked all over for you."

"Ran up to the room a minute. Thought you'd wait, you dumb-bell."

"I did wait. Then I thought you'd started over here. Whose wheel is that you've got out there?"

"Search me. Elk Thurston's, I guess. I found it doing nothing in front of West. I'll take a pineapple and strawberry, please, Polly."

"Well, you had a nerve! Elk will scalp you."

Laurie shrugged and accepted his refreshment. "I only borrowed it," he explained carelessly. "Here comes the mob."

The afternoon influx of Hillman's boys was begun by two tousled-haired juniors demanding "Vanilla sundaes with chopped walnuts, please,