If you don't mind waiting until I run up and wash a bit we'll eat together." "I'd like to," answered Clint, "but I reckon I'll wash too." He moved along with the other toward the next dormitory.
"Aren't you in Wendell ?" asked Amy.
"No, this next one.

Torrey, isn't it ?" "Torrence." Amy stopped and viewed him With sudden interest.

"Say, what number ?" "Fourteen." "_Well, what do you know about that_ ?" "What ?" Clint faltered.
"Why--why--" Amy seized his hand and shook it vigorously.

"Clint, I want to congratulate you! I do, indeed!" Clint smiled.

"Thanks, Byrd, but what about ?" "Byrd ?" murmured the other disappointedly.