{{betlep183.png}}

kindly said Mr. Lee. "Of course, we prefer
to know where you are, as you know. Tell me
about this lad. He is new to the school, you
say?"

Betty explained. "And oh, I hope I may ac-
cept his invitation to his birthday party his
mother's giving for him. I'm to get an invita-
tion, but Jack said that he wanted me to save
the date."

"He must think that you are popular,"
smiled Mr. Lee. "I presume that you may go.
He seemed rather an engaging youth. I liked
him. As a rule, though, I don't want you to
go driving with the boys yet."

"Yes, sir."

Dinner was being put on the table as the car
was driven into the garage and Betty and her
father hastened to make themselves ready for
the meal. As her father picked up the carving
fork and attacked the steaming veal roast, he
quietly remarked, "Betty seems to have a new
boy friend."

Nothing could have been more startling than
that remark, it seemed to Betty. She flushed
in her surprise; Mrs. Lee turned a wondering
look upon her husband, and Dick chortled.
Doris sat up straight with a wide grin. Then,
drawing her lips together and frowning slightly

 [[183]]