That Dune should really come! "You'll come ?" he spluttered out.

Never in his wildest imaginings had he fancied such a thing.

Dune, the most secret, reserved, mysterious man in the college--Dune, whose sarcastic smile was considered more terrifying than Lawrence's mailed fist--Dune, towards whom in the back of his mind there had been paid that reverence that belongs only to those who are of another world.
Never, in anything that had happened to him, had Bunning been so terrified as he had been by this visit to Dune.

Watson Morley, the Christian Union man, had insisted that it was his duty and therefore he had come, but it had taken him ten minutes of agony to climb those stairs.

And now Dune had accepted.