work furnished them enough exercise.
The end of October found Darrin at or above 2.5 in only three studies.
Dan was above 2.5 in two studies--below that mark in all others.
"It's a pity my father never taught me to swear," grumbled Dalzell, in the privacy of their room.
"Stow that talk," ordered Darrin, "and shove off into the deeper waters of greater effort." "Greater effort ?" demanded Dan, in a rage.

"Why I study, now, every possible moment of the time allowed for such foolishness.

And we can't run a light.

Right after taps the electric light is turned off at the master switch." "We're wasting ninety seconds of precious time, now, in grumbling," uttered Dave, seating himself doggedly at his study table.
"Got any money, Darry ?" asked Dalzell suddenly.
"Yes; are you broke ?" "I am, and the next time I go into Annapolis I mean to buy some candles." "Don't try that, Danny.

Running a light is dangerous, and doubly so with candles.