During the moment of silence that followed the closing of the door, employed by Dick in a mental stock-taking of his future roommate, the latter’s eyes were not idle. He had been told that Richard Hope was the captain of the crew, a position of honor which he reverenced8 as devoutly9 as only an English lad can, and he was curious to see what manner of boy filled that important office at Hillton. He saw a tall youth, muscular rather than heavy, with shoulders that filled out the coat almost to the bursting point, and a fairly small head set well back. He saw a face with clean-cut features; a straight, sensitive nose, rounded and prominent chin, eyes rather far apart, and high cheek-bones that gave a look of thinness to the face. The eyes were brown, and the hair under the cloth cap was of the same color. Above the nose were two distinct short vertical10 lines, the result of a habit of drawing the brows together into something approaching a frown when anxious or puzzled. Just at present the lines were deep, and the general expression of the face was one of ill-concealed annoyance. It was the boy in the queer red dressing-gown that first broke the silence.
“I fancy you’re Hope,” he said smilingly. “My name’s Nesbitt, Trevor Nesbitt, upper middle; I’m to share your quarters, you know.”
“I’m very glad to know you,” answered Dick, without,[22] however, much of delight in his tones. “I saw your luggage in the room before supper, although, of course, I didn’t know that it belonged to—er——”
“To the beggar that was so cheeky on the coach, eh?” said Trevor. “I didn’t know it myself—that is, until I went to the office. They told me before recess11 that they’d put me in a room in Masters, but I didn’t know who I was to be with. I——” He paused, with the slightest look of embarrassment12. “Fact is, I want to apologize for what I said on the coach. I didn’t mean to be waxy13, but those bally gees14 pulled so like thunder—and I didn’t know who you were, of course, and——”
“It’s all right,” answered Dick. “I wouldn’t have interfered15 only I thought you were going to upset us, and, being a senior, it was my duty, you understand.”
“Of course, I see that,” responded Trevor earnestly. “You were right to do what you did, and you ought to have beat my silly head for me. You can now, you know, if you like.”
Dick smiled, and then was sorry. He had meant to maintain a lofty expression of hauteur16, in order to impress Trevor with the fact that while he was willing to pass the other’s impertinence on the coach he could never bring himself to an approval of a youth who so needlessly endangered the lives of his companions in order to satisfy a selfish whim17, and who had so stubbornly transgressed18 the Rules of the School (the latter suddenly appeared unusually[23] sacred to Dick, and he mentally spelled it with capital letters). But the smile had, he feared, somewhat spoiled his effort. He hastened to reassume his expression of calm disapprobation, and asked:
“Did Professor Wheeler learn of it?” He had thrown aside his coat and had seated himself before the hearth20. Trevor perched himself on an arm of the big chair and smiled a trifle ruefully.
“Yes; I had a long talk with Wheels. I fancy he said some very good things, but I was so beastly hungry that I’m not certain. He told me to stay in the Yard for a couple of weeks; rather nasty of him, don’t you think?”
“Well, Nesbitt, under the circumstances, of course——” began Dick. Then he paused as he saw, or thought he saw, a twinkle of amusement in the blue eyes before him.
“Oh, well, two weeks is soon over with, and I had lots of fun while it lasted.” Trevor smiled reminiscently.
“You had driven before, I suppose?” asked Dick with supreme21 indifference22.
“Yes; the pater and I used to do a good bit that way at home—in England, you know—and then last summer at Richfield I kept a nag23 or two rather busy.”
“Have you been in this country long?” Dick really didn’t care, of course, but one had to make conversation.
“Four years; the pater came over here to look after his business and brought me with him; the manager died. Then we thought—that is, the pater did—that he’d better[24] stay in New York and look after the American agency himself for awhile. And we’ve been here ever since. Last summer we decided7 that I’d better go to school somewhere. The pater wanted me to go back to the other side and enter Rugby, but I rather fancied staying over here; so I found out about American schools, and when some one told me that Hillton generally turned out the best eights I decided to go there.” Dick displayed interest.
“Do you row?” he asked almost eagerly.
“I’ve rowed a little when I’ve had a chance, which hasn’t been often. Americans don’t seem to do much that way. When I was a little chap I was a good bit of a wetbob, and was on the water a good deal. The pater taught me all I know when I was about twelve; he rowed stroke two years in the Cambridge boat.”
“Well, I hope you’ll try for the crew,” answered Dick, with kindly24 condescension25. “We want all the candidates we can get; and even if you don’t make the varsity boat this spring, there’s the second; and you’d have a good show for next year.”
“Thanks,” replied Trevor calmly; “I’d made up my mind to have a try for it. I rather fancy I’ll make the varsity.”
Dick stared. Such confidence staggered him, and he tried to detect amusement on the other’s countenance26. But his new roommate was staring seriously into the flames, for all the world, Dick thought, as if he were trying to [25]decide whether to accept the place at bow or stroke. Trevor swung himself from the chair arm and tried to wrap his dressing-gown closer about him.
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PLAN OF
HILLTON, N.Y.
REVISED FOR HILLTON ACADEMY
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Academy Building.
Gymnasium.
Physical Laboratory.
Chemical Laboratory.
Masters Hall.
Bradley Hall.
Turner Hall.
Warren Hall.
Society House.
Principal’s residence.
Hampton House.
Professor Bowles.
Mrs. S. R. Higgins. B. and R. [*]
J. P. Bromfield. R.
J. A. Wurzbach. R.
Professor Lea.
W. H. Vance. B. and R.
A. L. Hutchins. R.
Miss P. R. Long. R.
Dr. Wainwright.
Methodist Church.
H. D. Robins27.
J. A. Hamilton. R.
T. H. Brown. B. and R.
Kingston House.
Congregational Church.
L. H. Bickford.
Mrs. A. V. Knoedler. R.
N. D. Haewood. R.
L. Beard.
L. S. Scott.
Merrill House.
Porter’s store.
J. J. O’Neill. R.
Grammar School.
Baptist Church.
Caper’s store.
Post-Office.
Court-House.
Town Hall.
Primary School.
Watson’s Stables.
Eagle Tavern28.
S. W. Hamment. B.
H. MacFarland.
W. W. Carroll. B. and R.
Episcopal Church.
D. W. Coolidge. B. and R.
H. M. Gibbs. R.
C. E. Noyes. R.
Miss O. Jasper. R.
Joseph Grace Hospital.
Boat-House.
Heating plant.
[*] B, board.
R, rooms to let.
“Well, I fancy I’d better get that luggage out of the way. I didn’t want to unpack29 until you came and could tell me where to put the things. I’ve got a few pictures and some books, you know.”
“You can have either side of the study you want,” answered Dick. “I was alone and so I stuck my things all round. If you like I’ll take my stuff off that wall there.”
“Oh, but I say,” expostulated the other, “don’t do that. You’ve got the den19 looking so jolly nice it would be too bad to spoil it by taking anything down. I’ll just stick one or two of my chromo things where there’s room. I never was much at fixing up; my den always looks like a bally stable.”
He passed into the bedroom and Dick heard him pulling at knots and straps30 and between whiles whistling a lugubrious31 tune32 that sounded all flats. Dick spread his feet apart comfortably, thrust his hands into his pockets and smiled at the fire; Nesbitt’s cock-suredness was truly delightful33! “He fancied he’d make the varsity!” Dick’s grin enlarged and he chuckled34 softly. He almost wished that it wasn’t necessary for him to dislike his new roommate; there was something about the boy, possibly his placid35 assurance, that appealed to him. But—and Dick’s smile froze again—it wouldn’t do for him to even appear[26] to countenance such escapades and—er—cheekiness as Nesbitt had indulged in that afternoon. The youngster—he was Dick’s junior by a year—must be taught that at Hillton fun is one thing and——
Dick’s reverie was interrupted by the subject, who appeared with a bunch of photographs in his hand.
“Do you mind if I put a couple of these on the mantel?”
“Certainly not; it’s half yours, of course.”
The tone was very chilly36, and Trevor’s cheeks flushed slightly as he arranged the pictures behind the army of mugs. He started away and then came back again, and, taking a photograph from its place, looked hesitatingly at Dick, who was apparently37 supremely38 indifferent to his presence.
“That’s the pater,” he said finally, holding out the card, and speaking a little wistfully. Dick took the picture. It showed a middle-aged39 man, rather military looking, in riding clothes; a fine, handsome chap, Dick thought, and, having no quarrel with Trevor’s father, he said so:
“He’s awfully40 good-looking, Nesbitt.”
Trevor took the photograph and observed it a moment with smiling eyes ere he placed it back on the mantel. He was evidently monstrously41 proud of his father; but he only replied with elaborate indifference:
“He’s rather a good sort, the pater.” He took the rest of the pictures down and held them out. “Here’s some[27] more if you care to see them.” Dick pretended to smother42 a yawn. “Thanks,” he said.
“I’m not boring you?” asked Trevor apologetically.
“No, indeed.” Dick was looking at the likeness43 of an elderly woman in a high lace cap. “Not your mother, is it?”
“No, that is my Aunt Grace; she lives in Manchester. I haven’t a picture of the mater here; we have only one, and the pater keeps that. She—she died when I was quite a youngster.”
“Oh,” said Dick softly. “I’m sorry. Mothers are—well, I wouldn’t want to lose mine, Nesbitt.”
“I fancy not. We—the pater and I—were awfully cut up when the mater died. That’s a cousin of mine; he’s at Rugby.”
The picture showed a stolid-looking boy with decidedly heavy features attired in flannels44 and leaning with studied carelessness on a cricket bat. It was typically English, Dick thought as he laid it aside. A photograph with “Maud” scrawled45 across the bottom in high angular characters showed a conscious-looking young lady of eighteen or nineteen years simpering from a latticed doorway46. “That’s Cousin Maud,” explained Trevor; “she’s engaged to a lieutenant47 of engineers in South Africa; she’s a jolly nice girl.” When Dick had seen the last of the photographs Trevor rearranged them on the mantel, and while he was doing so there came a knock at the study door, followed[28] by the entrance of a youth in a long ulster on which the snowflakes were melting.
“Hello, Earle, come in!” cried Dick, arising and shaking hands with the newcomer. “Where’s Carl?”
Stewart Earle, a slim, bright-faced boy of apparently fourteen years of age, shook the flakes48 from his coat and drew a note from his pocket.
“He couldn’t come over, Hope, so he asked me to bring this to you. I had to come over to the library. It’s snowing like all get out.”
Dick took the note and ran his eyes over it. The little creases49 deepened on his forehead as he tossed it onto the table. “Take off your coat, Earle, and sit down. By the way, do you know Nesbitt?” And as the two shook hands, “Nesbitt’s going to share these quarters with me.”
“Can’t stay,” answered Earle, “for I’ve got an hour’s work looking up some silly stuff about some silly Grecian war. You’re looking awfully fit, Hope.”
“So are you,” laughed Dick. “You don’t look at all like the pasty-faced little junior of two years back.”
“I don’t feel like him, either,” answered Stewart with a smile. “Shall I say anything to Carl?”
“Yes, tell him I’m awfully much obliged, and that I’ll look him up to-morrow if I don’t meet him at recitation. Good-night; sorry you won’t stay.”
When the door had closed again Dick took up the note and reread it.
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“Dear Dick” (it ran), “Wheels has sent for me to go over to his house this evening; something about the indoor meeting. So I sha’n’t be able to see you to-night. What I was going to tell you was that Taylor’s been trying to raise trouble on the quiet with the crew fellows. He says we can’t turn out a crew that will stand any show of winning, and is trying to discourage the fellows. I’ll tell you more when I see you to-morrow. Stewart’s going to take this over to you.
“Yours in a hurry,
“Carl.
“P. S.—Somebody ought to punch Taylor’s head—hard.”
Dick smiled as he tore up the missive, and then frowned. It was what he might have expected of Taylor, he told himself, and yet it was a bit discouraging. However, there was no use in meeting trouble half-way. He got a book and settled himself to study. In the bedroom Trevor was still distributing his belongings50, and still whistling his tuneless air. When bedtime came Dick was silent and preoccupied51, a fact which Trevor noticed.
“Hope you haven’t had bad news,” the latter said.
“Oh, no,” answered Dick, “nothing to hurt.”
Trevor turned out the gas and climbed into bed.
“Good-night,” he said.
“Good-night,” answered Dick.
For a long time the latter lay staring into the darkness thinking of Carl Gray’s note, and of Roy Taylor, and of Trevor Nesbitt; a good deal of Trevor. And the more he thought, the less satisfied with himself he became. His last thought as he turned over on his pillow and closed his eyes was that he had behaved like a particularly disagreeable prig.
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