"And he has not bid us good-bye," murmured Caroline.
Scarcely had the words escaped her lips when she tried by a smile to deny the confession of disappointment they seemed to imply. An unbidden suffusion for one moment both softened and brightened her eyes.
"Oh, that is soon remedied!" exclaimed Shirley: "we'll _make_ him bid us good-bye."
"_Make_ him! That is not the same thing," was the answer.
"It _shall_ be the same thing."
"But he is gone; you can't overtake him."

"And he has not bid us good-bye," murmured Caroline. At once she tried to smile to hide her disappointment.
"Oh, that is soon remedied!" exclaimed Shirley: "we'll make him bid us good-bye. 