Good-night, Edwards." "Good-night, sir." Steve stood up until the door had closed and then sank back into his chair again, a very miserable look on his face.
"What a crazy place to hide it!" he murmured.
The door opened and Tom came in, Tom with an expression half troubled and half humorous.

"What's up ?" he asked in a low voice.
"Oh, nothing," replied Steve carelessly, avoiding Tom's eyes.

"He jumped me because I hadn't done my comp.

Says I must turn it in by noon to-morrow." "Is that all ?" Tom heaved a sigh of relief.

"When he asked me to get out I thought it was something pretty serious." "Isn't that old composition serious enough ?" asked Steve with a laugh that didn't sound quite true.
"Yes, I suppose so.