It was hard for the occupants of Dormitory Number Three to keep their minds on their lessons during the study period that followed supper, and it was with a whoop and a bang that they rushed into their quarters, when the gong released them from further work that night.
“On with the dance, let joy be unrefined,” sang out Teddy, as he flung a pillow at Billy Burton.
“You mean unconfined,” corrected Billy.
“I mean just what I said,” replied Teddy. “I know the bunch of lowbrows I’m talking to.”
“Where have you stacked the eats, Ned?” asked Tom Eldridge, who, though his ankle was still weak, found his appetite as good as ever.
“In here,” replied Ned, throwing open his wardrobe door and displaying a host of things that made their mouths water.
“Wow, what a pile!” exclaimed Lester Lee.
“It won’t be a pile long, when you cormorants get at it,” said Tom.
“He counted them at break of day,
And when the sun set, where were they?”
he quoted.