“Whatever has come over Madge?” asked Sarah Warden.
“I can’t imagine,” replied Ruth, and then, with a thoughtful look on her face, she went to her room.
“Humph! I guess I know,” murmured Miss Warden, as she followed.
[CHAPTER X]
A BOTTLE OF LINIMENT
Tom thought of many things as he walked up the silent campus at Randall, and prepared to go to his room. He went over again every happening from the time Miss Philock had grudgingly admitted him at Fairview, until he had bidden Ruth Clinton good-by. Tom had a very distinct mental picture of two girls’ faces now, whereas, up to that evening, he had had but one. They were the faces of Ruth and Madge.
“Hang it all!” he burst out, as he was on the steps of the west dormitory. “I must be falling in love! This will never do, with the football season about to open. Better cut it out, Tom Parsons!”