Good-night." When the door had closed Outfield shouted, "Hurrah!" in three different keys and pirouetted about the room.

"It's all fixed, Joel.

Welcome to Hampton, my lad! Welcome to the classic shades of Donothing Hall! We will live on pickles and comb-honey, and feast like the Romans of old! We--" He paused.

"Say, Joel, I guess Cloud will be expelled, eh ?" Joel considered thoughtfully with a spoonful of rice pudding midway between saucer and mouth.

Then he swallowed the delicacy.