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"I'm mighty glad to see you," said Will impulsively. "I feel as if I was about the only one of my kind in the world." "You're downhearted over deciding to stay in town, to-day?" replied his tutor pleasantly. "Oh, well, never mind. It will be a good tonic for you and when you've passed your mid-year's in Greek, you'll never once think of this trip with the team to-day."

"My fit in Greek was so poor I'll never get much of the good from studying it." "You'll be all the stronger for not giving up, anyway." "That's the only thing that keeps me at it. I'm so busy I don't even have time to be homesick." "Well, that's one good thing." "Perhaps it is, but if I flunk out at the mid-year's " "You won't if you only keep it up and keep at it."

How did you know?" "I had received word from the secretary of the faculty. He sent me a formal note announcing that your work was so low that it was more than probable you would fail in your mid-year examination." For a moment Will Phelps was silent. His face became colorless and his heart seemed almost to rise in his throat. Fail in his mid-year's? A "warning" sent home to his father?

"I am not betraying a confidence in telling you this. She admits that she neglects her work. She says she is going to settle down after mid-year's exams and work." "I think she's about the most snobbish proposition I ever came across," announced Elfreda. "It would serve her right if she did flunk in her examinations. I hope with all my heart she falls down with an awful bump."