Harvard Stories: Sketches of the UndergraduatePost, Waldron Kintzing
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Harvard Stories: Sketches of the Undergraduate
Post, Waldron Kintzing
College stories, American; College students -- Fiction; Harvard University -- Fiction
_Burl._ [_aside over screen_]. By gad!
_Mrs. H._ Ah, indeed, I am delighted to meet you, sir. I feel that we
are old friends, already, Mr. Burleigh. I have heard so much of you.
_Shr._ Oh, yes, me and Steve is great chums, ain't we, Steve, old boy?
[_slaps Hudson on the back._] [_To Hud._] Put me on to de young one.
_Miss H._ [_aside to Mrs. H._]. Oh, Mamma, he is awful. How could Steve
choose such a man to room with!
_Mrs. H._ Steve always said he was awkward with ladies, you know.
Perhaps he will improve on acquaintance.
_Shr._ [_to Miss H._]. Pleased to meet you, ma'am. How is the state of
your health? 'T ain't often we see such a daisy out here, is it Steve?
[_To Hud._] Oh, I can say perlite things to a lady. You needn't be
afraid, I won't disgrace yer!
_Hud._ [_aside_]. How long will this last?
_Mrs. H._ [_to Hud._]. Well, my son, I must say, your chum seems hardly
the retiring, bashful young man you have always represented him to be.
_Hud._ Oh, he is, he is. That's--er--that is just what is the matter.
His shyness takes this form, you see. He is really awfully embarrassed,
and--er--tries to pass it off in this way.
_Mrs. H._ Curious forms of shyness.
_Hud._ Yes, very. It will pass off soon, and you will like him better
when the ice is broken.
_Shr._ [_to Miss H._]. Ain't that a nobby dress you got on!
_Mrs. H._ I should think the ice was at least badly cracked already.
_Hud._ [_aside_]. I must get them out of here. [_Aloud_.] Come, do let
us start for the Assembly.
_Mrs. H._ Well, dear, we have an extra seat in the carriage, and if Mr.
Burleigh would like to come, we will wait for him to dress. [_To
Shreedy_] Won't you come with us, Mr. Burleigh?
_Hud._ [_breaking in_]. No--no--no! Ned never cares----
_Shr._ Why, sure. I'd be tickled to death. I am wid you easy. Let's go
right away.
_Miss H._ Don't you want to dress?
_Shr._ What will I dress for? Begob, I can dance just the way I am as
well as the next man. Wait till you see me take de flure. Oh, I'm a
dandy on me toes [_illustrates by a few steps_].
_Hud._ [_aside_]. Oh, this is too much. I shall have to tell the truth.
[_Knock on door._]
There!! _Come in!_
[_Enter Randolph, still in his ulster, with the umbrella and smoking the
cigar._]
_Rand._ Well, Ned, how is----. Oh, I beg pardon! [_Starts to back out;
Hudson rushes across and seizes him._]
_Hud._ Randolph! Thank Heaven! Come here. [_Takes him aside._] Jack,
have you any money with you? As you love me, Jack, let me have it.
_Rand._ What the deuce is the matter? I have ten dollars in this coat,
but I need it.
_Hud._ Oh, kind Providence has taken care of its own! Let me have it, I
tell you. [_Randolph gives him the ten-dollar bill. Hudson rushes to
Shreedy._]
_Rand._ Here is a nice position. Is Steve crazy?
_Hud._ [_aside to Shr._]. Here, you damned blackmailer. Here's your
money. Now get out, and don't let me see you here again.
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