d rather given you up
till after the election."

"I just dropped in for a few minutes' chat," his visitor explained.
"There's something doing later. It's funny that I have n't been up to
the Hall once in the last ten years, and now I 've come twice in a
week. When I was a kid, I used to hang around the edge of the campus,
over there by the bishop's statue, and listen to the band on
Commencement Day. Sometimes I used to crawl in under the fence to
baseball games, too. St. George's put up a gilt-edged article of ball
in those days."

"I remember hearing that they had a star year, when they beat
everything in sight."

Emmet remembered the year in question, and the very names of the chief
players, who were enshrined in his mind as only an athletic hero can be
enshrined in the imagination of the normal boy. As he chatted on about
his early impressions of the Hall, his listener became aware that he
regarded their first interview as the doorway of a friendship into
which he had now entered. A knowledge of this fact smote Leigh with
some compunction, for he had been so much absorbed in his own ulterior
purpose as to regard this man in the light of a means toward its
accomplishment. Now Emmet stood before him again, haying taken him at
his word, innocent of his original position as a pawn in another's
game. He was not one who deserved to be so regarded, and Leigh felt
this, though a greater interest had hitherto interfered with his
appreciation. There was an element of discovery in this second meeting
that was not unwelcome. Emmet's implied acceptance of his friendship
suddenly added a new interest to his life, and served to enrich for him
the city of Warwick, which until now had appeared a somewhat nebulous
place, where only one spot glowed with warmth and light.

"Come into my shanty here," he said heartily. "I want to show you
something I think will interest you. Have you ever looked at the
stars?"

"On the street corner, at ten cents a look," Emmet answered.

"Then this will be something of a revelation to you. Miss Wycliffe is
going to bring up a party to-night to use the telescope, but it's early
yet."

The other made no comment upon this statement, and the reason of his
silence remained obscure; whether it were due to indifference, or to a
fear of disclosing a cherished emotion. It seemed more likely that the
latter was the true explanation, and Leigh already knew his visitor
well enough to be prep