“ Either will do,” murmured Tom, who was shaking with suppressed laughter.
“ Well, he asked'em to give him some new ones, and they did give him money enough, for a nice pair; but he got some cheap ones, with horrid great stripes on'em, and always wore'em to that particular class, 'which was one too many for the fellows,' Will said, and with the rest of the money he had a punch party. Was n't it dreadful?”
“ Awful!” And Tom exploded into a great laugh, that made Fanny cover her ears, and the little dog bark wildly.
“ Did you know that bad boy?” asked innocent Maud.
“ Slightly,” gasped Tom, in whose wardrobe at college those identical trousers were hanging at that moment.
“ Don't make such a noise, my head aches dreadfully,” said Fanny, fretfully.
“ Girls' heads always do ache,”
