She stopped before the house and put her hand on the gate.

"Good-bye," she said. "I'm going in."

"Come on out afterward for a run to Idora Park," he suggested.

"No, I'm not feeling good, and I'm going straight to bed as soon
as I eat supper."

"Huh!" he sneered. "Gettin' in shape for the fling to-morrow
night, eh?"

With an impatient movement she opened the gate and stepped
inside.

"I've given it to you straight," he went on. "If you don't go
with me to-morrow night somebody'll get hurt."

"I hope it will be you," she cried vindictively.

He laughed as he threw his head back, stretched his big chest,
and half-lifted his heavy arms. The action reminded her
disgustingly of a great ape she had once seen in a circus.

"Well, good-bye," he said. "See you to-morrow night at Germania
Hall."

"I haven't told you it was Germania Hall."

"And you haven't told me it wasn't. All the same, I'll be there.