"I'm going in with Jones."
"To help him order his suit?"
"I shan't need any help in ordering it," said Jones. "I may need help in paying for it."
"I'd rather help order it," said Robinson. "Are you going into the city, Brown?"
"Not till four o'clock. I have a little work to do first. Sam, are you in any hurry to go back to Boston?"
"No," answered Sam. "I've made ten dollars this forenoon, and can afford to take it easy the rest of the day."
"Then stay with me until I go. I may have something to say to you."
"All right."
The three students parted; Jones and Robinson jumping on board a street car, while Brown took Sam to his room. It was not the one in which Sam's initiation had taken place, but another in the same dormitory, and was handsomely furnished. The walls were lined with fine engravings, and various ornaments adorned the mantel.
"Brown must be rich," though Sam. "I wish I had such a nice room."