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But Falloden was inexorable. He tore his sister Nelly, a soft fluffy creature of seventeen, away from the shy attentions of the second-year man, scoffed in disgust at Trix's desire for chocolates after a Gargantuan meal, and declared that they would all be late for the Eights, if any more gorging was allowed. His mother rose obediently.
It was as simple as ABC. She had known it off by heart. Nothing short of softening of the brain could explain such idiotic forgetfulness. It was a kindly custom which separated the sufferers on their return to College, each one being carried off by her special second-year adorer to a cheery little tea-party, for which the most congenial spirits and the most delectable fare were provided.
The analysis of the musical selection and the reasons for her decision are set down in her notebook by the listening student. The second-year class concerns itself with "the thematic and polyphonic melody, the larger forms, harmony in its aesthetic bearings, the aesthetic effects of the more complicated rhythms, comparative criticism and the various schools of composition."
It was almost too aggravating to be borne, to hear one morning that a second- year girl had indulged in a study fire, and had extinguished it of her own accord. Extinguished by private effort, when a captain, two lieutenants, and fourteen "men" were languishing for an opportunity to exhibit their powers! The captain spoke sternly to the second-year girl, and rebuked her.
Margaret had wrapped her arms round the cocoa-table to protect it from upset, another girl had steadied the screen, a third had obligingly lifted her chair out of the way; but no sign of alarm or curiosity showed upon their faces, which fact did but heighten the mystery of the situation. "Is she is she mad?" The second-year girls laughed in chorus.
They looked with much amusement at the freshmen, but some of the teachers were in the room now and the second-year girls thought it best not to "rig" their juniors openly. Nancy, however, saw several of the girls who had ridden in the 'bus with her from the station the night before. Last to arrive in the soph. group was the fat girl Belle Macdonald.
And don't fall down in one of the corridors and go fast asleep, Belle, for I'll never be able to drag you off to bed." They trooped away, leaving Nancy and her bag practically alone on the porch. Nancy had never realized that girls could be so hateful. But she forgot that these were all sophomores, and the second-year girls and freshmen at Pinewood Hall were as far apart as the poles.
"Say, that was as good as a run on the football field!" "That's the time the sophs got left." "Hi! Where's my cane?" howled William Philander, gazing around in perplexity as soon as the second-year students let go of him. "Sam has it," answered Tom. "And it wasn't broken, either," he added with pride. "But ah why did he ah run away with it?" queried Tubbs innocently.
"Shove 'em in the mud and water, or else make 'em promise not to take part in the necktie rush." "That's the talk!" replied Dick. He caught hold of the sophomore in front of him. "All shove, fellows!" And the second-year students were gradually forced to the very edge of the river at a point where there was a little water and a good deal of dark, sticky mud.
"But why didn't you come up politely and tell me so, instead of rushing at me like a ah like mad bulls? It was very rude, don't you know." "Next time we'll send you a scented note by special liveried messenger," said one of the second-year students in disgust. "We'll have it on engraved paper, too," added another. "Thank you. That will be ah better," replied William Philander calmly.
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