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, "much better than being a mere specialist, isn't it? Well up in your class, I presume, though not a poler; an original thinker along certain lines, an editor of something or other, well known and well liked by ever so many different sorts of fellows—sing on the glee club too, very likely—a steady rooter at all the games and a good all-round Hall man—one of the men who count."

"Not exactly; you don't seem to understand. I'm no poler. For Heaven's sake do not mistake me for a poler—anything but that!"

"I'm sure I didn't intend to," said the old graduate humbly. "I dislike that sort myself—almost as much as I despise the lethargic loafer with lack-lustre eyes. Now, a poler, I take it—at least this is the way we used to define it, is one who studies for the sake of marks and not for what he gets out of the course; who has no class spirit, who wants to put himself ahead of every one else and hates you every time you manage to do pretty decently"