He meant to call on Andy Miller, but Andy was out and only the saturnine Williams was in the room.

Although Steve had grown to like Williams very well, yet, in his present mood, the right tackle was not the sort of company Steve craved, and after a few minutes of desultory football talk he went on.

He would have called on Roy and Harry, but now that he and Tom had quarrelled they would, he thought, side with Tom.

In the end he found himself in the gymnasium.

Several fellows were splashing about in the tank and Steve joined them.