“Yes, sir,” answered Dan. “We’ve got some dandy snow out our way and I thought I’d better start early in case the trains got tied up. Not many fellows back yet, are there?”
“Only a few. The next train will bring most of them. Nice weather we’re having.”
Dan agreed that it was and turned toward the door. But:
“By the way, Vinton,” said the secretary, “you have a new roommate with you this term, I believe?”
“Yes, sir, Gerald Pennimore.”
“Exactly. Well—er—we want to make young Pennimore’s stay with us as pleasant as possible, Vinton, and so—anything you can do to—er—smooth the way for him will be—er—appreciated at the Office.”
“Yes, sir. I’m going to try and look out for him, sir.”
“That’s right. I suppose he will be along pretty soon.”
“He and his father are coming on the six o’clock, sir. I had a letter from him a couple of days ago.”
“Ah, that reminds me, Vinton! Mr. Collins left word that you were to join Mr. Pennimore and his son at the Doctor’s table this evening. He thought that would make it pleasant for the boy.”