It was filled with Yale fellows, and the fence in front of Durfee Hall was crowded.

He saw here and there men whom he knew well, and who nodded to him.

He hardly took time to return the greetings.
"What's the matter with Badger now ?" rumbled Browning.

"He is charging along like a blind bull at a fence." "Why do you ever notice what the fellow does at all ?" Bart Hodge grumbled.
"Well, even cranks are interesting," said Dismal Jones, also looking curiously after Badger.
"Curiosities likewise," remarked Danny Griswold, puffing at his cigarette.

"And since our dear Merry has just about adopted this wild bull from the plain, my interest in him as a curiosity has increased." "As a guess, I should say he is hunting somebody to fight," said Diamond.
"Then he will be accommodated in mighty short order," Browning prophesied.