"Wonderful!" He laughed boyishly. "I want to go out and run around and howl. Would you mind joining me in the college yell? Does Mac know?"
"Nobody knows but you."
"That's why Pierce kept postponing. And I, living under the shadow of this! How can I thank you!"
"Don't thank me," she said with an effort. "I—I've known it for weeks. I meant to tell you long ago, but I thought you'd have learned it before now—and—and it was made hard for me."
"Was that what you had to tell me about the paper, when you asked me to come to see you?"
She nodded.
"But how could I come?" he burst out. "I suppose there's no use—I must go and tell Mac about this."
"Wait," she said.
He stopped, gazing at her doubtfully.
"I'm tearing down the tenement at Number 9."