"Well—it all comes down to a question of luck sometimes," said Stover. "I was just as responsible as they were—it was only fooling, but there's the chance."
"Dink, I've done one thing you may not like."
"What's that?"
"I've written the whole story to your folks at home—sent it off."
"No—I don't mind—I—that was rather white of you, Bob—thank you," said Stover. He drew a long breath, went to the window and controlled himself. "What are Troutman and Schley going to do?"
"They're all broken up," said Story.
"Don't wonder."
"They won't face it out very long," said Regan, without pity.
"Well, it was a pretty hard test," said Stover, coming back—and by that alone they knew what it had meant to him.
Despite the giving out of the true story, the atmosphere of scandal still clung to the adventure. His friends rallied stanchly to him, but from many quarters Stover felt the attitude of criticism, and that the thing had been too public not to affect the judgment of the senior societies, already none too well disposed toward him.