CHAPTER XXI
ON THE GRILL
"Well, what's up?" asked Sid as Tom came in. "You're going the pace, aren't you, old man?" and he looked anxiously at his chum, whose face was flushed from the experience through which he had just gone.
"I got in late," admitted Tom.
"Get caught?" asked Sid, as if that was all that mattered.
"Yep, but that's not the worst of it."
"What? You don't mean to say you've been caught? Well, of all things. You, one of the 'grinds,' falling a victim."
"It wasn't altogether my fault."
"How's that?"
Tom considered for a moment. Would it be violating the ethical honor of a college boy if he told his chum? Would it be contrary to the spirit of Randall? Tom thought not, merely to let Sid know what had happened. For it would go no further, and, as a matter of fact, several students
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