said. "That's a double room of mine up
there in Wright, and I haven't a chum yet. I don't know what to do. Of
course I'm a stranger to you, but if you'd like to share my joint----"

"Friend Andy, say no more!" interrupted Duncan. "Lead me to thy
apartment!"

Andy laughed. He was liking this youth more and more every minute.

The room was inspected. Andy was still the only one who had engaged it.

"It suits me to a T if I suit you," exclaimed Duncan. "What do you say,
Blair? Shall we hitch it up?"

"I'm willing."

"Shake!"

They shook. Thus was the pact made, a union of friends that was to have
a strange effect on both.

"Now that's settled I'll call the Pierson game off," said Dunk, as we
shall call him from now on. "I'm wished onto you, Blair."

"I'm glad of it!"

The final arrangements were made, and thus Andy had his new roommate.
They went to dinner together, and planned to do all sorts of possible
and impossible things when the term should open.

Andy returned to the Summer cottage with the good news, and then began
busy days for him. He replenished his stock of clothes and other
possessions and selected his favorite bats and other sporting
accessories with which to decorate his room. He had a big pennant
enscribed with the name MILTON, and this was to drape one side wall.
Dunk Chamber was from Andover, and his school colors would flaunt
themselves on the opposite side of the room.

And then the day came.

Andy, spruce and trim in a new suit, had sent on his trunk, and, with
his valise in hand, bade his parents and sister good-bye.

The family was still at the summer cottage, which would not be closed
for another month. Then they would go back to Dunmore.

Yale was calling to Andy, and one hazy September morning he took the
train that, by dint of making several changes, would land him in New
Haven.

"And at Yale!" murmured Andy as the engine puffed away from the dingy
station. "I'm off for Yale at last!"

CHAPTER IX

ON THE CAMPUS

Andy's train rolled into the New Haven station shortly before dusk. On
the way the new student had been surreptitiously "sizing up" certain
other young men in the car with him, trying to decide whether or not
they were Yale students. One was, he had set that down as certain--a
quiet, studious-looking lad, who seemed poring over a book and papers.

Then Andy, making an excuse to get a drink of water, passed his seat and
looked at the documents. They wer