"Donald, do you really believe that?" she asked. "Is it possible that mature Jap men are coming here and entering our schools and availing themselves of the benefits that the taxpayers of California provide for their children?""Didn't you know it?" asked Donald. "I hadn't thought of it in connection with Oka Sayye, but I do know cases where mature Japs have been in grade schools with children under ten.""Oh, Donald!" exclaimed Linda. "If California is permitting that or ever has permitted it, we're too easy. We deserve to become their prey if we are so careless.""Why, I know it's true," said Donald. "I have been in the same classes with men more than old enough to be my father.""I never was," said Linda, industriously sifting sand. "I have been in classes with Japs ever since I have been at school, but it was with girls and boys of our gardeners and fruit dealers and curio-shop people, and they were always of my age and entitled to be in school, since our system includes the education of anybody who happens to be in California and wants to go to school.""Did my being late spoil any particular plan you had made, Linda?""Yes," said Linda, "it did.""Oh, I am so sorry!" cried Donald. "I certainly shall try to see that it doesn't occur again. Could we do it next Saturday?""I am hoping so," said Linda.
"I told Dad," said Donald, "where I wanted to go and what Iwanted to do, and he was awfully sorry but he said it was business and it would take only a few minutes and he thought Icould do it and be on time. If he had known I would be detained I don't believe he would have asked it of me. He's a grand old peter, Linda.""Yes, I know," said Linda. "There's not much you can tell me about peters of the grand sort, the real, true flesh-and-blood, bighearted, human-being fathers, who will take you to the fields and the woods and take the time to teach you what God made and how He made it and why He made it and what we can do with it, and of the fellowship and brotherhood we can get from Nature by being real kin. The one thing that I have had that was the biggest thing in all this world was one of these real fathers."Donald watched as she raised the pyramid higher and higher.
"Did you tell your father whom you were to go with?" she asked.
"Sure I did," said Donald. "Told the whole family at dinner last night. Told 'em about all the things I was learning, from where to get soap off the bushes to the best spot for material for wooden legs or instantaneous relief for snake bite.""What did they say?" Linda inquired laughingly.
"Unanimously in favour of continuing the course," he said. "Ihad already told Father about you when I asked him for books and any help that he could give me with Oka Sayye. Since I had mentioned you last night he told Mother and Louise about that, and they told me to bring you to the house some time. All of them are crazy to know you. Mother says she is just wild to know whether a girl who wears boots and breeches and who knows canyons and the desert and the mountains as you do can be a feminine and lovable person.""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 Ihave ever known ""How do you figure that?" asked Linda.
