“Who? Hiltz and Lowd, do you mean? I guess I can stand having them think what they like.”
“Yes, and other fellows, too! They’d hear about it!”
“Yes, I guess you’d see to that,” answered Dan.
“Of course I would,” Tubby blustered, “if you carried tales to Noah.” Mr. Frye’s first name was Noah, and by that name was he usually known.
“I don’t like carrying tales any more than you do,” Dan replied, “but I intend to study in the evening, and I can’t do that if you have your friends in here.”
“That’s just what I am going to do,” said Tubby. “There isn’t any rule, anyhow, against visiting in study hours.”
“Well, you’re not supposed to do it often. Besides, there is a rule against visiting outside the building, and that’s what Hiltz and Lowd are doing.”
“They get permission, of course!”
“Oh, come now, Jones! You know Hiltz doesn’t get permission every night. They wouldn’t give it to him four nights running.”
“Well, that’s not my affair,” growled Tubby. “He comes and I have a right to let him in.”