CHAPTER XI
Dave's first night at the hall
"It looks as if you had put your foot into it the first thing," said Roger, as he ushered Dave into Dormitory No. 12, and closed the door after them. "Gus Plum won't forget this."
"I don't want him to forget it," answered Dave, calmly. "He shan't bully me, and that is all there is to it."
"I don't see what you can do, Dave. He's a good bit heavier and taller than you are."
"That may be true. Still I am not afraid of him."
"You talked to him rather sharply."
"It's the only way to do with bullies, Roger. If you try to smooth it over it only makes them more impudent."
"That may be true. But I don't want to see you get into a row the first thing," went on the senator's son.
The dormitory proved to be a bright and pleasant room, located in an angle of the building and looking toward a turn of the river. There were three beds on one side and three on the other, and
