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 you go to prayer meetings, and talk to your father about his sermons, and all that."

This was just about as far as one boy can go with another. Red feared that Runt would stand very little more, even from him. But this was the most important situation he had ever been in. That was the reason he turned and addressed his roommate by his Christian name.

"Hunter, you are the worst hypocrite I know—next to myself. And I'm going to stop being one. Whether you can do it or not, I can't stand any more of it, going down there in vacations, and being kissed by your mother and believed in by your father, and all the time telling big, long lies about you to—to the others. How can you look in her eyes, Runt, and then make out—oh, if you could have seen the way she looked at me to-day when she said"

"To-day! Who?"

"Betty."

"Betty? To-day? I thought you—what were you doing in—oh, Red, did Sis put you up to this?"

"No, Runt; no. She thinks you are as