“Dammit, Jake. You know better than that.”
“Then I don’t understand your attitude. On the evenings when I’m at home, I occasionally go to Nelly’s for a drink before I turn in. I often see guys I know and we visit a while. Then I go home and go to bed. What’s wrong with that?”
“Well, nothing, I guess, if that’s all that happens.”
“Nothing happened. The kid was tired, he’d had too many beers, and I didn’t want him driving to Higgins. Didn’t want him driving anywhere, for that matter. So I let him sleep at my place, gave him breakfast the next morning, and sent him on his way.”
“What would the authorities at the University say if they knew you’d taken a student home for the night?”
“God dammit, Jake! It would be none of their f*****g business. It wasn’t improper fraternization or anythin
