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As I reached the PANTHI, I overheard a classmate's remark: "I have just learned that this year, for the first time, the required passing mark in English literature has been lowered." I entered the boy's room with such speed that he looked up in alarm. I questioned him eagerly. "Long-haired monk," he said laughingly, "why this sudden interest in scholastic matters? Why cry in the eleventh hour?
Instantly he entered the building and bounding up the stairway knocked on his classmate's door, and in response to the invitation entered and found Hawley within and alone. "Hello, Hawley. What's the news about Peter John?" "Oh, he's got it. Temperature a hundred and four and a half and all that sort of thing." "Any idea where or how he got it?" "Not the least." "Have you seen him?"
Were not influential friends necessary for the proper kind of career? and where were Krebs's? In spite of the history of Daniel Webster and a long line of American tradition, I felt an incongruity in my classmate's aspiration.
"Calvin, you have taken a very serious step today," he finally said, lifting his large dark eyes to his old college classmate's face. "I heard of it this afternoon. I could not resist the desire to see you about it tonight." "I'm glad you came." Dr. Bruce laid a hand on the Bishop's shoulder. "You understand what this means, Edward?" "I think I do. Yes, I am sure."
"Is she down there now?" Julia Cloud nodded. "Perhaps you " "I will!" he said, and was off like a flash. On his way down the campus he thrust some papers into a classmate's hands. "If I don't get back in time, give those to Halsted and tell him to look out for things. I'm called away." Never in all his running days had he run as he did that day.
If Miss Merton expected her to break down and cry she would find herself sadly mistaken. Muriel overtook her in the corridor. "My, but Miss Merton hates you!" she commented cheerfully, as though enjoying her classmate's discomfiture. Marjorie made no reply. Her proud spirit was too deeply crushed for words. She went through her recitation in English that morning like one in a dream.
The last Bucketts saw of Case he was lurching on toward the store, but, just then, buttoning his riding jacket and girding on his revolver belt, out came Willett. "Well, what is it?" was his brief, almost sullen question. And then came his classmate's answer one that Bucketts long remembered. "You are going up the valley, I take it, and there is an alarm of some kind.
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