"I'm thinking about sophomore societies, for one thing. Why the deuce don't you give the fellows a chance to help you?"
"Oh, you mean the dinky little bunch that came around to call on me," said Regan thoughtfully.
"Yes. Now, why turn them out?"
"Why, they bored me, and, besides, I haven't time for anything like that. There are too many big things here."
"They can help you like the mischief, now and afterward."
"Thanks; I'll help myself. Besides, I don't want to get their point of view."
"Why not?"
"Too limited."
"Have you been talking to Gimbel?" said Stover, wondering.
"Gimbel? No; why?"