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Rh "W-w-well, I-I haven't s-s-seen it," came from below again.

There was some consultation, and a few angry words from the top. Then another hail.

"Chump says he left it at the fence. I've got half a mind to throw him off." There were some more words.

"Th-th-throw him off," said the figure at the bottom. There was no answer to this, and a long silence followed.

"That's the little red-headed Smart Aleck that was at the 'Prep' with me two years ago," whispered Golatly. "Hush! they're speaking again."

"Go find that paste, Reddy, you jackass!" came the order in the voice that had done all the talking from the sky.

The short figure with the pipe stammered something in reply, and grumblingly stumbled down the path to where the party of freshmen were lying beneath the fence. As he threw his leg over the top rail he was grasped in a pair of mighty arms.

It was one of the peculiarities of the red-headed one's impediment of speech that when excited he became absolutely tongue-tied, and