the King of Spain
said one of the gang, somewhat familiarly. "We want to be in it, of course, if there's going to be any fun. Tell us all about it."
Knox did. In half an hour they were lettering transparencies and painting flags and making an inflammable king, while Knox, who said he was sorry he didn't have time to do any of the work, went on over to a room in Witherspoon, where he knew he would find a certain gang playing a game of whist, which he broke up. … Now, with these two crowds interested, and the news having gone forth that he approved of the idea, the enterprise was safe, so he spent the rest of the afternoon drifting about the place, basking.
II
It began soon after dinner. First a window in West College was lowered, and a big voice bellowed, "Heads out! Fresh Fire."
Every college community has an unpublished signal-code book. In this one these words no longer refer to a certain custom,
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