[CHAPTER V]
DAN BUYS A TICKET
The next day was Sunday and there was church in the village in the forenoon and a big dinner afterwards, and at two o’clock Dan and Gerald were sprawled out in 28 Clarke, making a not very convincing pretense at studying when Arthur Thompson called. He glanced doubtfully at Gerald as he found a seat.
“Want him to hear?” he asked. Dan nodded.
“It doesn’t matter, I guess. What luck did you have?”
Thompson drew a list from his pocket and tossed it over.
“The ones with crosses opposite are sure,” he explained, “and those with circles are doubtful. The rest are promised to Jake.”
“I don’t mind going out, if you like,” said Gerald.
“Not a bit of it,” answered Dan. “Stay where you are. It’s only about the election of the Second Class Admission Committee. I’ve decided to run with Thompson, that’s all.” He studied the list in his hand.
“Well, you did better than I did, Thompson,” he said finally. “I saw six fellows before church and got only two. You’ve got three.”