“That’s better,” commented the third lad. “Never forget your manners—er—what’s your name?”
“Blair.”
“Sir!” snapped the one who had first reminded Andy of the lapse.
“Sir!”
“You know him,” put in Mortimer. “The fellow who put us out of the auto, eh?”
“Oh, sure, I remember now. Nervy little rat! It’s a wonder I remember anything that happened that night. We were pretty well pickled. Oh, land, yes!”
He seemed proud of it.
“Take off that hat!” commanded Mortimer. “Don’t forget you’re a freshman here.”
“And a fresh freshman, too,” added one of his chums. “Take it off!”
Andy was perfectly willing to abide by this unwritten law also, and doffed his derby. He made a mental note that as soon as he could he would get a cap, or soft hat, such as he saw other students wearing.