CHAPTER TWELVE
SUNDAY AFTERNOON, ELSIE AND BILL dropped in for coffee. Dana had heard the rumors about them and discounted them without concern. "Besides," he'd remarked to Bill, "what of it? Whose business would it be?"
"But I'm not convinced," Bill admitted. "The kid just isn't that nonchalant. It's just that he's absolutely confident."
"We think that tells us something," Elsie added. "We want you to come to another party at our house Saturday night." She dimpled. "There won't be any outsiders, because we're going to talk about what we've been doing."
"Sounds like it could be pretty boring," commented Ted.
"Could be, but it won't," Elsie promised. "Anyhow, not even Dana's going to have a chance to overhear. He's leaving on an overnight outing right after the big game."
"We'll be th
