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Constance had earnestly urged them to do so, declaring that she could not sing unless they were present to encourage her. "I wonder if all this crowd expects to be chosen," was Jerry Macy's blunt comment, as the sextette of girls stood grouped at one side of the room, waiting for the affair to begin. "I hope I'm not asked to sing alone. Not so much for my own sake.
Then the freshman sextette came in full sight from the gateway. "Who's this?" yelled Ben Badger in his loudest voice. From the crowded tanks below welled up the chorus: "Dick & Co.! Dick & Co.! Good old Dick! Bully old Co.!" Prescott and his chums halted, thunderstruck by the volume and force of that unexpected chorus.
In time the hands of the clock moved around to one o'clock in the afternoon, at which time the High School closed for the day. The partners of Dick & Co. went down the steps of the building and all soon found their way through the surging crowds of escaped students. This sextette turned down one of the streets and trudged along together.
Jimmy's face was beaming as he snuggled up to his desk at three o'clock that afternoon. He said he had a great story names of the pall-bearers, names of the double sextette choir, names of all the chaplains of all the lodges who read their rituals, names of distinguished guests from abroad, names of the ushers at the church.
And yet, the first money she ever earned in her life was the twenty dollars the management paid her for teaching the other four girls in the sextette to say their lines. She was a born teacher, too. And the born teacher is a rare bird.
There was a sketch written by Mary Reynolds, "The Freshman on the Top Floor," a pathetic little story of a lonely freshman. Gertrude Earle, a demure, dreamy-eyed girl, the daughter of a musician, was down for a piano solo. There was to be a sextette, a chorus and a troupe of dancing girls.
To this the stranger did not reply. He had been looking over this sextette of high school boys, and if one might judge from his face, the man seemed to be rather favorably impressed by Dick & Co. "If these are your tires," Dick went on smoothly, "would you mind removing them from our camp?" "I won't," Bert answered hotly.
"Can you come over here a minute?" "He's the author," Galbraith then explained to Rose, "and we can't change this book of his without his permission." Then, "This is Miss Dane of the sextette," he said to Mills, "and she tells me she'd like to make one or two changes in her lines."
There was, unfortunately, no matinée the next day, and it was only by the exercise of all the will power he had, that he stayed in his office and did his work and waited for the hour of the evening performance. Then he went to the theater and bought a ticket. When the sextette made its first appearance on the stage, he saw that another girl than Rose was taking her part.
It may have been that he himself was in a state of most exalted emotion, and never until the end of all things mortal and possibly all things eternal will he forget that sextette by Brahms; he may perhaps have put more into Herr Lutz than was really there, but it is certain that he was conscious of the German's attention.
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