Ben nodded. “Mine came this afternoon.”
“I got mine this morning,” said Cable.
“So did I,” announced Roger, who was feeling particularly happy. Talbot’s brother had procured him a good seat for the Yale-Harvard game, and Sumner had got his name put on the list for the dancing class.
Dunn looked up inquiringly. “What’s that?” he demanded. “I didn’t get anything.”
“Just the Friday dancing class at the Crofton,” said Ben, carelessly. “A good many of the fellows go.”
Dunn pondered a few seconds, then blurted out, “How do you get into the thing?”
“I was on the list last year,” replied Ben.
“So was I,” said Cable, answering a look from Dunn.
“My Aunt Mary got me my invitation,” Louis Tracy explained.
There was a moment of silence which to some at the table seemed a bit awkward; but Dunn, who was determined to probe the matter to the bottom, pushed boldly on. “How did you work it, Hardie?”