"You are right, Hickey, you are right," said Turkey apologetically. "The binomial theorem is a delight and a joy, when, as you say, the master has mutual trust in the scholar. But where in blazes, Hickey, did you get this political shindy into your thinker?"
"It's Elder Brother's theory of education," said Hickey carefully, "one of his theories. Elder Brother is very much distressed at the ignorance, the political ignorance, of the modern boy. Brother is right."
"Come off," said the Egghead, glancing at him suspiciously, but Hickey maintained a serious face.
"What's up?" said Macnooder, sauntering over to the crowd on the lawn.
"Hickey's fixed up a plan with Brotherly Love to have a political campaign," said the Gutter Pup, "and is trying to rouse our enthusiasm."
"A campaign here in the school, in the Lawrenceville School, John C. Green Foundation!" said Macnooder incredulously.
"The same!"
"No? I won't believe it. It's a dream—it's a beautiful, satisfying dream," said Macnooder, shaking his head. "A political campaign in school; Hickey, my bounding boy, I see your cunning hand!"
"Now Doc's gone nutty," said the unimaginative Egghead. "What the deuce do you see in it?"