“Gosh!” There was a long silence beyond the door. Then: “Well, I don’t understand,” said Joe helplessly. “How did you happen to decide on Kenly?” “I told you once.” “Yes, that’s so, but I thought you were just--just talking. Well, I don’t see why you shouldn’t be willing to stay here then, Harmon. If you aren’t getting anything from them, what’s the big idea? You’re sure of a place on the team here and--and if you should change your mind you could have a half-term free of cost. Mind, I’d a heap rather you didn’t change it, because I don’t like that sort of thing any better than you say you do. We never have paid any fellow for playing on an Alton team and I don’t want to begin now. Besides, if faculty ever found out about it--Zowie!” “Well, I don’t want any favors, thanks. But suppose I did decide to stay here, Myers--” “Sure! That’s the talk!” “Wait a minute! First thing of all, do I get any supper?” “You bet you do! Five minutes after you say the word I’ll have you hitched up to a swell meal!” “Well, what about a room? I’d want to be decently fixed that way, you know. Entering late like this I suppose I’d have to take the leavings, eh?” “Listen! We’ve got a swell room waiting for you. The fellow that was going in with Mart isn’t coming at all and I’ve asked the secretary to hold it open until tomorrow morning. It’s a corking room; nice big study with three windows and a fine view; on the front of Haylow; big alcove; furniture nearly new and everything!” “Sounds pretty fair,” commented Harmon. “Maybe I wouldn’t like this fellow Proctor, though: or maybe he wouldn’t like me.” “Rot! Everyone likes Mart, and he’s bound to like you. If he doesn’t I’ll knock him into the middle of next Sunday! You’ll get on together great!” “We-ell,” said Harmon unenthusiastically, “maybe. And it’s certain that I’m to make the team?” “You bet it is!” laughed Joe. “Just as long as you can stand on your feet and play football you’re sure of a job!” “Suppose I’m not as good as you seem to think I am?” “I’ll risk that,” chuckled Joe. “How about the coach, though?” “Johnny? Don’t worry about him. He will be just as tickled as I am to get you! What do you say, old man? It’s getting pretty close to seven o’clock.” “All right, I’ll agree! Open the door!” “No tricks? You’re not meaning to get out and then say I misunderstood you or something?” “No tricks, Myers, I give you my word!” The bolt shot back protestingly, the door swung open and Joe’s delighted countenance was revealed. “Gee, I’m glad, Harmon!” he exclaimed. “Shake!” Harmon shook. He, too, was smiling, but his smile was not so guileless. “You win, Myers,” he said. “Now lead me to that supper!”