At first
you won't be able to skip more than twenty-five or fifty times a day,
but you keep at it and in a month you can do your five hundred. Put on
plenty of flannels and wear a sweater. And I'll show you a dandy
exercise. Put your heels together this way,"--and he stood in front of
her,--"and try to touch the floor with your fingers--so!"--illustrating.
"You won't be able to do it at first, but keep at it, and it'll help a
lot. Then, if you will lie flat on your back every morning, and work
your feet up and down----"
She had listened, at first in utter amazement. Now her timid
coquettishness was giving way to anger.
"What are you trying to tell me?" she asked.
"It's none of my business, but I thought you'd be glad to find out
what'd take off about fifty pounds."
"And is this why you came to see me?" she demanded.
"_I_ didn't come to see _you_."
"My father said you were waiting and he sent me to you."
"Sent _you_," replied Mr. Pike in frank surprise. "My dear girl, you may
be good to your folks and your heart may be in the right place, and I
don't want to hurt your feelings, but father has got mixed in his dates.
I certainly didn't come here to see _you_."
As he was speaking Jeneka wriggled forward in her chair and then arose.
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