"I can't see Myra this eve; so tell Alice there's a girl that maybe Tau Gamma wants to look over who came to Fansler's to-night. Saw her on the train," Lan explained. "A regular ripper, Dave; red hair and great looks."
"What's her name?" Dave asked, with the mildest of interest.
"Don't know; just saw her and heard her ask for Fansler's."
"All right," said Dave and catalogued the information he was loyally to pass to Tau Gamma. "A great looker, red hair, at Mrs. Fansler's. That all?"
"You'd not say so if you saw her," Lan rejoined. "Till you do, let it go at that."
They descended together when the gong beat the dinner hour. Fourteen members of the chapter lived at the fraternity house and this evening most of them were about the big table where the talk ran as usual when the "frat" was gathering again after the recess between semesters. A few of the fellows, who lived fairly near, had been home and they spoke about that; they talked of the swimming team, indoor "track," who had "flunks" from last term and, of course, they talked about girls.
Some one facetiously elaborated on the manner in which a couple of co-ed juniors had "worked" a certain professor for marks; some one else seriously recommended a brother, who had just learned of a "flunk" in biology, to go to Myra Taine and borrow her notebook: "She's the clever little picker of the salient points, old top. Packs all the essentials of two hours reading in a couple of paragraphs and never strains
