He looked up eagerly, hoping the visitor might prove to be one of his
jovial comrades of the night before. But he did not look so well
pleased when, as the door opened, he caught sight of the pudgy figure
and shrewd face of Elijah Daniels, the proprietor of the Euclid Hotel.

"Good morning, Mr. Daniels." he said, rather apprehensively. "So you
have found me out."

"No, I have found you in," returned the landlord, with a smile. "I
hope I don't intrude upon, your studies, young gentlemen."

"Well, I am taking a little rest from my labors," said Walter.

"You were up rather late last evening, Mr. Sherwood."

"That's a fact, and you gave us a first-class supper, Daniels. You did
yourself proud."

"I did my best, Mr. Sherwood, and I am glad you were satisfied."

"All the fellows praised the supper." "That's good. I know what you
young gentlemen like, and I get it, no matter what it costs. I don't
make much on the suppers I give the college boys, but of course I like
to please them."

"Your price is quite reasonable, I think."

"I am glad you do. I have brought in the bill for last night's
entertainment, and if you can let me have the money, I shall be glad."