“Well, say, when I meet that fellow I’ll kill him! Don’t you suppose there was a mistake?”
“Biggest kind of one!”
“What?”
“When we let ourselves forget that Jack Ready is a sophomore and we are only freshmen.”
Dashleigh looked ruefully at his clothing and at the fresh red paint of the sign. Then the humor of the situation came to him, and he smiled, though the smile was somewhat ghastly.
“I’m an idiot!”
“Of course you are. We’re a pair of idiots!”
“What did he do to you?”
“Tell me about the sign first.”
“Well, you see, I’ve been wanting to go out nagging for several nights. Jack heard of it, and he told me that he could give me some pointers. So I spoke to some other fellows.”