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
_Shr._ Well, I should have enjoyed the party, but I need the money, so
I'll go. [_To the others_] Ladies, I'm very sorry, but I find I have a
sudden engagement, so I can't keep company wid you to de ball to-night.
I'm all broke up about it, but I hope I'll see you again. Be good to
yourselves. Good-by. Good-by, Hudson, ta-ta.
[_Exit Prof. Shreedy._]
_Mrs. H._ Why, Steve, what is the matter?
_Hud._ I will explain to you some other time. Let me present Mr.
Randolph, mother, and my sister. Mr. Randolph is one of my best friends.
I _owe_ him a great deal. Are you going in to the Assembly, Jack?
_Rand._ [_decidedly embarrassed_]. No, I can't. There is a dress
rehearsal at the Pud; a _dress_ rehearsal, you know, and I must go right
round to it now. I just came in for a moment. If you will excuse----
_Hud._ Oh, nonsense! Stay a little while. Take your coat off.
_Rand._ [_aside to Hud._] Shut up, you jackass!
_Miss H._ [_looking at Randolph's rubber boots_]. Is it raining, Mr.
Randolph?
_Rand._ [_uneasily_]. No, no, not yet, no, but it looks like rain.
_Miss H._ Why, the stars were all out beautifully a moment ago.
_Rand._ Yes--er--they--er--the stars? [_With a noble effort_] Ah, yes,
yes, the stars _were_ out, yes. But, er--they--er--they may go in again,
you know. [_Aside_] What rot I am talking!
_Hud._ Well, it is not going to rain in here, anyway. Do take off your
ulster and stay a minute.
_Rand._ Really, Steve, I'd like to, but that _dress rehearsal_, you
know.
_Hud._ Oh, let the rehearsal wait. We are going in town in a moment,
anyway.
_Mrs. H._ Don't leave us, Mr. Randolph.
_Miss H._ [_at mantel-piece_]. Steve, of whom is this a picture?
_Hud._ [_turning_]. Why, that is Jack himself in the last play.
_Mrs. H._ Oh, do let me see it. [_Goes to fireplace. Hudson, Miss H.,
and Mrs. H. stand at mantel with backs to room._]
_Burl._ [_from over the screen to Randolph_]. For Heaven's sake, Jack,
hand up that ulster!
_Rand._ [_seeing him_]. What in the name--what are you doing there?
_Burl._ [_in a nervous and irritated undertone_]. Confound it, man, I
haven't any clothes on. Give me the ulster, quick!
_Rand._ Hurray! Up a tree, are you? You'll talk to her while I am at the
rehearsal, will you? I told you that when I met her you wouldn't be in
it.
_Burl._ Give me the coat, Jack; do, there's a good fellow.
_Rand._ I'll be hanged if I will!
_Hud._ [_to his mother and sister_]. Here is Ned's room. I expect it is
a chaos just at present. [_They move to door of Burleigh's bedroom,
backs still to the rest of the room._]
_Burl_. Come round here. [_Steps from behind the screen, and pulls Rand.
behind_.]
Rand. [_from behind_]. All right, just for a minute. You promise to give
it back. [_Burl. comes out from behind screen, with ulster on. Rand's
head appears over screen_.]
_Burl_. I'll see. [_Walks towards others. Ladies turn_.]
_Mrs. H_. Pardon me, Mr. Randolph----Oh!
_Burl_. Allow me to present myself, Mrs. Hudson----
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