"I suppose that's so. Still I'd like to see the fellow once in a while."
"He's a good man all right and I've a notion that he's saved Peter John from more than one scrape because he roomed with him."
"I haven't seen Peter John either for more than a week."
"We ought to look him up and keep an eye on him."
"'Keep an eye on him'? You want to keep both eyes and your hands and your feet too, for the matter of that. He certainly is the freshest specimen I ever saw, and the worst of it all is that he doesn't seem to know that he lacks anything. He's just as confident when he marches up to Wagner and gives him some points in running the track team as he is when he's telling you and me how to work up our Greek. And the fellow has flunked in Greek every time he's been called up for the past ten days.""Yes, I know it. That's why I said we ought to look out for him."
"He's got to learn how to look out for himself."
"He needs a tutor, though, Will—"
"Same as I do in my Greek? That's not nice of you, Foster. It's bad enough to have to work up the stuff without having it rubbed in. And yet," said Will quietly, "I suppose I am in the same box with Peter John. He doesn't know some things and I don't know others."
"No one has everything," said Foster quickly.
"Startling fact! But we fellows who live in glass houses mustn't throw stones I 'fawncy,' as my learned instructor would put it. There I am again, finding fault even with Splinter when I ought to be boning on this Greek to make up for my own lacks. Here I go!" And Will resolutely turned to the books which were lying open on his desk.