“Why, yes, we did,” said Ned. “But that’s nothing. Any one could have done the same things we did.”
“Say, you sure have seen life!” exclaimed Ted admiringly. “But I guess that’s all that ails Frank. He thought you might try to lord it over us here, I guess.”
“He’s away off!” declared Jerry.
“I can see he is,” admitted Ted. “But, as I told you, Frank is headstrong. Once he gets a notion it’s hard to get it out of him.”
“I don’t know that we shall take the trouble to make him change his mind,” remarked Jerry. “If he wants to think that way about us, let him. We can get along without him.”
“Sure you can!” agreed Ted. “Don’t let it worry you any. There are plenty of other fellows in Boxwood Hall. Are you all settled?”
“No, we haven’t put up any of our stuff,” said Ned.
“Are you in our dormitory?” Bob inquired.
“No, I live at the Bull—that’s the junior frat house you know. Drop over and see me some time.”
“We will,” promised the three, and then, as Ted hurried on, explaining that he was due at a class meeting, Ned remarked: