"College boys!" exclaimed Susie Sharp in an impatient undertone.
"College boys, and the worst of their kind. They're noisy nuisances!"
"So far as any other guest has been able to discover they haven't any manners," Belle added.
Then, espying the girls and their guests the rah-rah-rah boys came briskly up the veranda.
"Good evening, Miss Meade!" called one of them, lifting his hat. "Glorious evening, isn't it? How many dances may I have the honor of claiming at the hop to-night?"
Belle Meade blushed slightly and drew back a step, resenting the young man's familiarity.
In front of the presumptuous youth stepped Dave Darrin, with eyes flashing.
"Kindly keep your distance, young man!" Dave advised, in a tone of dangerous quiet.
"Who asked you to speak?" inquired the rah-rah youth mockingly.
"I am a friend of the young lady, and she finds your presence an intrusion," replied Darry, controlling himself by a mighty effort.
"All guests of the hotel are supposed to be acquainted," urged the rah-rah youth, reddening a trifle.