They just go in for football and golf and tennis and all that, and they never have any trouble about passing exams.'" West whistled in puzzled amazement.
"Why, March, you're setting out as a reformer; and you're talking just like one of those good boys in the story books.

What's up ?" Joel smiled at the other boy's look of wonderment.
"Nothing's up, except that I want you to promise to study more.

Of course, I know it sounds cheeky, West, but I don't mean to meddle in your business.

Only--only--" Joel hesitated.
"Only what?
Out with it!" said West.

They had reached the Academy Building and had paused on the steps.
"Well, only--that you've been very kind to me, West, and I hate to see you wasting your time and know that you will wish you hadn't later, when you've left school, you know.