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"But I tell you, I never went to any pawn-broker!" pleaded the dudish student. "I would not be seen in any such horrid place!" "Oh, pawnbrokers are not so bad," came from Spud Jackson, as he helped himself to more potatoes. "I knew of one fellow down in New Haven who used to loan thousands of dollars to the students at Yale. He was considered a public benefactor.
"All aboard, everybody!" sang out Tom, and gave the carriage a shove from behind. Before the dudish student could attempt to leap to the ground, the turnout was once more in motion and dashing along the campus roadway as fast as the students could pull and push it. "Them boys is plumb crazy!" gasped old Filbury. "Oh, I never! We shall certainly be hurt," wailed William Philander.
"Excuse me," answered Whopper, drily. "I beg two million pardons, Ham. You see, I was holding the oar this way and I turned it so, and I -well, I declare, there she goes again!" And once more poor Ham received a shower of water over his rather elegant suit. "I'll -I'll have, the constable lock you up!" spluttered the dudish boy, backing away rapidly.
He was looking to one side and did not notice the approach of another student, who was coming forward thoughtfully, carrying a pad in one hand and writing as he walked. There was a sudden meeting of the pair, and the pad fell to the ground and with it the fancy headgear the dudish student was wearing. "Oh, I er I beg your pardon, really I do, don't you know!" stammered William Philander.
"To be sure," put in Dick Bush. "Won't their eyes open when they see this! I just guess!" "Finest trick I ever played in my life, don't you know," drawled one of the dudish boys. The fire was kicked out and they took themselves to their boat. A strong wind was coming up, ruffling the surface of Firefly Lake. "Wish we didn't have to row in the wind," said Ham Spink.
Mollie said nothing, but down in her heart she was more than a little bit anxious and was beginning to regret that she had deliberately egged Betty on. Percy Falconer, of whom Betty had spoken, had once been a rather dudish, affected boy and had later developed into an exceedingly fast young man.
Dandified, or, as we should now term them, "dudish" affairs, were not allowed at Keilhau; so various witticisms were made which culminated when a pupil of about our own age from a city on the Weser called us Berlin pomade-pots. This vexed me, but a Berlin boy always has an answer ready, and mine was defiant enough.
One young man of dudish propensities came out with a pair that had been worked in rings of various colors down each leg, while his competitor introduced knee breeches made from fancy bed ticking, heavily frilled at the knees and fancily embroidered in bright colors.
Trigger wandered thoughtfully back to her cabin. She closed the door behind her. Then she saw the man sitting by the ComWeb cabinet. Her breath sucked in. She crouched a little, ready to wheel and bolt. "Take it easy, Trigger!" Major Quillan said. He was in civilian clothes, of rather dudish cut. Trigger swallowed. There was, too obviously, no place to bolt to. "How did you find me?" He shrugged.
"No, he bought it for the cat!" murmured Tom, and at this the others had to snicker. "A er a slight token of my regard, don't you know," said William Philander, with a flourish. "So kind of you, Mr. Tubbs!" The girl gazed hungrily at the box. "Shall I open it now?" "If you wish to," answered the dudish student, gallantly.
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