or, and the smiling girl winked secretly at her. The operator had not seen the pinch nor the wink, but he continued guilelessly: "Well, from what I've seen of Miss Polly, only a 'wonder' would cause her to notice him at all!"
He laughed at his own words and Eleanor joined him, even though she failed to see a joke. Then she said: "Polly could have so many admirers, but she never looks at a man. Perhaps that is why all you males sigh so broken-heartedly at her heels."
The young man laughed softly to himself. "Maybe! But this 'Tom' seems to feel assured of a 'look' from her."
Now it was Dorothy's turn to pinch Eleanor, and she did so with great gusto. Eleanor winced but dared not express herself in any other manner, just then. She was too keen on the trail of learning what she could, to signify any sense of having felt that pinch.
"Oh--Tom! He is an old family friend, you know. He was Polly's brother's college-chum for four years while both boys studied at the University of C