"Why not be in debt to me? You never would accept anything from me."

"Yes, I did. I have let you go to the entire expense of furnishing
this room, though I have an equal share in it."

"Oh, that's nothing! You pay me in helping me through my lessons when
I am behind. If you hadn't read my Horace to me the other day I should
have flunked as sure as can be."

"It would be better for you to get your own lesson, Walter." "Well, I
suppose it would," answered his roommate, yawning. "I wish you could
drive this logic into my head. I suppose I am unusually stupid this
morning."

"Suppose we go over it together."

Fifteen minutes later Walter said complacently: "Thanks, old fellow;
you have made it as plain as a pikestaff."

"And very likely you will get a higher mark at the recitation than I."

"Well, perhaps so," laughed Walter. "I suppose it is because I have
more cheek than you."

"You can do better on slight preparation, certainly. You talk like a
professor when you are on your feet."

"You want to be a professor some time, Gates, don't you?"

"Yes," answered his chum, his face flushing, "I should be proud to