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That was all that was said with the cadet officer of the day looking on, but both of the late roommates understood the compact of dishonor that lay between them concerning Dave Darrin's coming fate. With his derby hat pulled low over his eyes and gripping his suit case, Henkel slunk through the corridors of Bancroft Hall.
She was a long-limbed, fair-haired girl, with a touch of wit from some remote ancestor who must have had O' tacked to his name, and a great inaptitude toward books. She could play. Exeter had never before boasted such skill as hers. Her fame had spread over the state. But other lessons were impossible. The subject of the guests was not brought up again between the roommates.
There was the customary ridicule, but there were friendly light touches such as, "Militant Highlights-To be roommates at Vassar College and then to meet again as cellmates was the experience of Miss Elsie Hill and Mrs. Lois Warren Shaw." . . . "Superintendent Kelleher didn't know when he was in Congress with Elsie Hill's father he would some day have Congressman Hill's daughter in his jail."
After a hazardous month the roommates fell into the arms of the last "frat" to seek them, and having undergone an evening of outrage which concluded with touching rhetoric and an oath taken at midnight, they proudly wore jewelled symbols on their breasts and were free to turn part of their attention to other affairs, especially the affairs of the Eleven.
The boys' roommates turned out to be a security officer named Hank Leeming and one of the janitors, an elderly man of Mexican descent named Maximilian Rodriguez. On the second day of work Rick met another interesting character, although a nonhuman one, and got an additional duty imposed on him.
Sumter she even had to go up and smile on the colonel and his wife, who were receiving. She and Kate Sumter had been classmates roommates at Vassar, and Kate, born and reared in the army, had never been quite content until her friend could come to visit the regiment her father's home.
"He was shot over a game of cards in a gambling-house," replied Frank, hoarsely. Wat Snell and Leslie Gage were roommates, and they certainly made a delectable pair. Gage was naturally the leader, being the worse of the two. He was a daring and reckless sort of fellow one who would not stop at anything, and who would have recourse to almost any measure to gain his ends.
She let the subject drop and no further word passed between them until they were called to dinner. When study hour came again, Hester pushed aside her text books and fell to writing. The door of the study, during this time, was always open and no words were permitted between roommates.
At this, the roommates looked at him with startled attention. Ramsey was so roused as to forget his troubles and sit forward in his chair. "Yes," said the musing Colburn, "she's a mighty pretty girl." "What!" This exclamation was a simultaneous one; the astounded pair stared at him in blank incredulity. "Why, don't you think so?" Colburn mildly inquired. "She seems to me very unusual looking."
Her roommate, Grace Maxwell, was sitting on the divan by the window, looking out into the twilight. A year ago Bertha and Grace had come to Dartmouth to attend the Academy, and found themselves roommates. Bertha was bright, pretty and popular, the favourite of her classmates and teachers; Grace was a grave, quiet girl, dressed in mourning.
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