"Thank you; I will take it on your recommendation. What a nice room you have!"
"Yes, it's pretty comfortable. Father told me to fix it up to suit me. He said he wouldn't mind the expense if I would only study."
"I should think anybody might study in such a room as this, and with such a fine collection of books."
"I'm rather lazy sometimes," said Oscar, "but I shall turn over a new leaf some of these days, and astonish everybody. To-night, as I have no studying to do, I'll tell you what we'll do. Did you ever pop corn?"
"Sometimes."
"I've got some corn here, and Ma'am Greyson has a popper. Stay here alone a minute, and I'll run down and get it."
Oscar ran down stairs, and speedily returned with a corn-popper.
"Now we'll have a jolly time," said he. "Draw up that arm-chair, and make yourself at home. If Xenophon, or Virgil, or any of those Greek and Latin chaps call, we'll tell 'em we are transacting important business and can't be disturbed. What do you say?"
"They won't be apt to call on me," said Harry. I haven't the pleasure of knowing them."
"It isn't always a pleasure, I can assure you, Harry. Pass over the corn-popper."