“Now we know who we are,” said Baker. He went to the window and threw some peanuts onto the gravel outside. Phillip followed and, peering over the other’s shoulder, waited for the squirrel to appear. But, although they offered every inducement, Raggles failed to present himself, and they made themselves comfortable on the window-seat and ate the peanuts themselves. “Would you mind telling me what this E stands for?” asked Phillip, pointing to one of the cushions. “I saw it on your cap, you know.” Baker looked surprised. “Why, Exeter,” he answered. “Oh,” said Phillip. “That’s in New Hampshire, isn’t it?” “Yes.” The host was plainly bewildered at the other’s ignorance. “Where did you prepare?” he asked. Phillip named a small academy near Richmond, and Baker nodded his head politely. “You live in Virginia?” he asked. “Yes, at Melville Court House. It’s about fifty miles from Alexandria. This is the first time I have been so far north, except last spring when I came up for exams.” “I knew you were a Southerner,” smiled Baker. “You say ‘Ah’ for I and ‘aboot’ for about. It’s great; I wish I could do it. I talk through my silly nose, like all Yankees.” “I think you talk very nicely,” said Phillip. “I suppose I do pronounce things differently from folks up North here. Do you live in Boston?” “Save us!” cried Baker. “No, I’m from Rutland, Vermont. When you meet a real, dyed-in-the-wool Bostonian you’ll see the difference. Do you know any folks in town?” “No. I haven’t any acquaintances at all hereabouts except my adviser. You’re the first one,” he added with a smile. “Really?” cried Baker. “Well, I know stacks of fellows and I’ll introduce you ’round. My chum’s a chap named Bassett. You’ll like Guy; he’s awfully jolly. We’ll have lots of fun. Only――――” his face fell――“only the trouble is that Laurence is here.” “Laurence?” “Yes, he’s my big brother; a senior. That makes it awkward, you see, because he’ll think it’s his plaguey duty to keep watch on me. I wanted to go to Yale for that reason, but dad thought it would be better if I came here so that Laurence could guide my trembling footsteps during my first year in the midst of college temptations.” He grinned. “Dad thinks Laurence is a wonder. But if he gets too obnoxious I’ll threaten to tell some of the things I know about him.” “I should think it would be rather nice to have a brother in college,” said Phillip. “I wish I had.” “If you had you’d wish you hadn’t. Where do you room?” Phillip told him. “I didn’t try for a room in the Yard,” he explained, “because my father went here and he lived outside. We used to talk about it before――before he died, and we decided that I was to get a place outside, too. I reckon if it hadn’t been that father went here I’d have gone to the University.” “The University?” queried Baker.