"
"If I told her how many friends I have, she could have speedily
decided whether I am lovable or not," said Linda; "but I would
make an effort to convince her that I am strictly feminine."
"You would convince her of that without making the slightest
effort. You're infinitely more feminine than any other girl I
have ever known "
"How do you figure that?" asked Linda.
"Well," said Donald, "it's a queer thing about you, Linda. I
take any liberty I pretty nearly please with most of the girls I
have been associated with. I tie their shoes and pull their
hair--down if I want to--and hand them round 'most any way the
notion takes me, and they just laugh and take the same liberties
with me, which proves that I am pretty much a girl with them or
they are pretty much boys with me. But it wouldn't occur to me
to touch your hair or your shoe lace or the tips of your fingers;
which proves that you're more feminine than any other girl I
know, because if you were not I would be treating you more like
another boy. I thought, the first day we were together, that you
were like a boy, and I said so, and I thought it because you did
not tease me and flirt with me, but since I have come to know you
better, you're less like a boy than any other girl I ever have
known."
"Don't get psychological, Donald," said Linda. "Go on with the
Jap. I haven't got an answer yet to what I really want to know.
Have you made the least progress this week? Can you beat him?"
Donald hesitated, studying over the answer.
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