"
"I'd feel better if I thought I wouldn't."
"You'll be all right," said Foster soothingly, for he understood his
friend so well that he knew he was in one of his periods of mental
reaction, and that what he needed was encouragement more than anything
else.
"And just think of it," continued Will gloomily, "you're about the only
one of the fellows I ever see nowadays. I don't believe I've seen Hawley
in three weeks, that is to have a word with him."
"Who has?"
"I don't know. All the fellows, I suppose."
"Not much! Hawley is working like a Trojan on the football team. You
know that as well as I do."
"I suppose that's so. Still I'd like to see the fellow once in a while."
"He's a good man all right and I've a notion that he's saved Peter John
from more than one scrape because he roomed with him."
"I haven't seen Peter John either for more than a week."
"We ought to look him up and keep an eye on him."
"'Keep an eye on him'? You want to keep both eyes and your hands and
your feet too, for the matter of that. He certainly is the freshest
specimen I ever saw, and the worst of it all is that he doesn't seem to
know that he lacks anything.
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