“It's a great thing to believe in yourself.”
“He's so dead sure he's cast for a big part. The egoism just oozes out of him. He doesn't know himself that he's a faker.”
“He is a long way from that,” Jeff protested warmly.
“Take his oratory,” Miller went on irritably. “It's all bunk. He throws a chest and makes you feel he's a big man, but what he says won't stand analysis—just a lot of platitudes.”
“Don't forget he's young yet. James K. hasn't found himself.”
“Sure there's anything to find?”
“There's a lot in him. He's the biggest man in the university to-day.”
“You practically wrote the oration that won the interstate contest. Think I don't know that?” Miller snorted.
Jeff's mouth took on a humorous twist. “I gave him some suggestions. How did you know?”
“Knew he wasn't hanging around last term for nothing. He's selfish as the devil.”