He and Carl walked back to
Surrey 19 in silence. Neither was capable of speech, though both of them
wanted to give expression to their emotion in some way. They reached
their room.
"Well," said Hugh shyly, "I guess I'll go to bed."
"Me, too." Then Carl moved hesitatingly to where Hugh was standing. He
held out his hand and grinned, but his eyes were serious.
"Good night--brother."
Their hands met in the sacred grip.
"Good night--brother."
CHAPTER XIII
To Hugh the remainder of the term was simply a fight to get an
opportunity to study. The old saying, "if study interferes with college,
cut out study," did not appeal to him. He honestly wanted to do good
work, but he found that the chance to do it was rare. Some one always
seemed to be in his room eager to talk; there was the fraternity meeting
to attend every Monday night; early in the term there was at least one
hockey or basketball game a week; later there were track meets, baseball
games, and tennis matches; he had to attend Glee Club rehearsals twice a
week; he ran every afternoon either in the gymnasium or on the cinder
path; some one always seduced him into going to the movies; he was
constantly being drawn into bull sessions; there was an occasional
concert: and besides all these distractions, there was a fraternity
dance, the excitement of Prom, a trip to three cities with the Glee
Club, and finally a week's vacation at home at Easter.
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