"_Stop_ it!" Katherine cried. "Stop it at once! Are you going to act like a pair of apemen? I'm not in love with Phil--I like him very, very much, but it's you I love, you ox!" She pushed and pulled, and they came apart like a bread sandwich, and she got between them. "For heaven's _sake_!" "I'm sorry," Farley muttered, and looked ashamed of himself. "I wasn't _dumping_ you into their laps, Kaufman--I had no choice. If I'd objected, they'd have got just that much tougher." "It's okay," Phil said dispiritedly. "I guess." "Oh, forget the whole thing, you two," Katherine said. "Come on, well be late for dinner." Taking their arms, she led them out onto the campus. End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of The Back of Our Heads, by Stephen Barr