Alice was silent; and he thought: "What's the matter with what I said?" Then he realized how he had said "we" for Fidelia and himself.
Alice said: "I tried to go out with you, Davey. I tried to jump across the water after you. I fell in."
He asked: "What? I didn't know that. How're you now? Why you had it worse than we." There was that "we" again, that suddenly intimate "we" for Fidelia and himself.
Alice defied it. "I'm all right. I just changed my clothes and came out again. I was on the ice a lot of the night!"
"Yes," said David and suddenly he cried: "Alice!"
She made no response but he heard her sobbing. Then she shut the sound from him by muffling the transmitter. He cried: "Alice! Alice! I'm coming there!"
She replied: "No; you've her to take home!"
"Mrs. Fansler's doing that."
Alice cried: "I'm all right. You have to sleep, I have to. Davey, to-morrow—to-morrow!" and she hung up.
Dave did not go to her; while Mrs. Fansler took Fidelia in a cab to Evanston, Dave went alone on the elevated. It satisfied him as a sort of compromise between going with Fidelia and going to Alice. To-morrow! What would to-morrow mean to Alice and to him?
To-morrow, which was Monday morning, he met her on the edge of the campus ten minutes before class time. It was his best recourse for the day, to meet her
