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He got religion lately, and felt remorse for my injured arm. So he sent me the hundred dollars for my doctor's bill and other expenses." "And never said a word about it?" asked Dunk. "Not a word. But he died the other day, and the truth came out. A fellow I know in the town wrote me about it. So I could have proved that I didn't get the money by stealing." "It wasn't necessary," said Andy.
"Well, I'll see if I can't find some other easy mark like you," laughed Ikey as he went down the hall. Andy was about to go to the "eating joint" alone when Dunk came in whistling gaily. "Ah, ha! Methinks thou hast had a pleasant meeting!" Andy "spouted." "Right Oh!" exclaimed his roommate. "It's all right for to-night, too. I've got a peach for you." "Light or dark?" asked Andy, critically.
"Don't seem to see him until he gets close, and then we'll grab him and make him shell out!" So the five remained looking steadfastly in the window until the unsuspecting Ikey came close. Then Andy and Dunk made a quick leap and caught him. "What what is it?" asked the surprised student. "We merely want your advice on the purchase of some more art objects," said Andy, grimly.
"If you had mentioned wanting a ride I should have been glad to accompany you," remarked Dunk, reproachfully, when Chip had ridden, somewhat sullenly, back to the stable.
Just before liberated by Dunk and the steward, he was standing doggedly by the mizzen-mast; and, as the infuriated sailors came on, his bloodshot eye rolled, and his sheath-knife glittered over his head. "Down with him!" "Strike him down!" "Hang him at the main-yard!" such were the shouts now raised. But he stood unmoved, and, for a single instant, they absolutely faltered.
I don't do it for pay, so if you've got any buttons that need welding to your trousers don't ask me to do it." "Never!" exclaimed Dunk. "I've found a better way than that." "What is it the bachelor's friend or every man his own tailor? Fasten a button on with a pair of gas-pliers so that you have to take the trousers apart when you want to get it off?"
One, to the latter, was from Miss Fuller, the actress, telling Andy that she expected to be in New Haven again, and asking Andy to call on her. "You are going it!" said Dunk, when Andy told of this missive, and also mentioned receiving one from Miss Martin, thanking him for the entertainment he and Dunk had given to her and her chum. "You sure are going it, Andy!
As soon as I heard that news about his father losing all his fortune, and the possibility that Mortimer might have to leave Yale, I said to myself that he was the most likely one to have been doing this quadrangle thieving. "But I really hated to think it, for it seems an awful thing to have a Yale man guilty of anything like that." "It sure is," agreed Dunk.
"It's about the robberies the quadrangle thefts," explained Andy. "They arrested Link Bardon." "What! Your farmer friend?" "Yes. Dunk and I bailed him out." "Good for you! Now I suppose the thefts will stop." "Not necessarily," returned Andy, quickly. "Link wasn't the thief." "He wasn't? Then why did they pinch him?
Joyous was the crowd of Yale players as they trooped off the field. The freshmen had opened their season well by defeating Princeton, and the wearers of the orange and black gave their victors a hearty cheer, which was repaid in kind. "It's good to be on the winning side," exulted Andy, as he walked along with Dunk. "It sure is, old man." Someone touched Andy on the shoulder.
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