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Hugh could never pass Surrey Hall without fee ing something deeper than sentimentality. He a ways thought of Carl Peters, from whom he had nc heard for more than a year. He understood Ca: better now, his desire to be a gentleman and h despair at ever succeeding. Surrey Hall hel drama for Hugh, not all of it pleasant, but he ha a deeper affection for the ivy-covered dormitoi then he would ever have for the Nu Delta hous He wondered what had become of Morse, tl homesick freshman. Poor Morse. . . . And tl bull sessions he had sat in in old Surrey. He ha learned a lot from them, a whole lot. . ..

The chapel where he had slept and surreptitious eaten doughnuts and read “The Sanford New! suddenly became a holy building, the building th housed the soul of Sanford. . . . He knew that I was sentimental, that he was investing buildin with a greater significance than they had in tht own right, but he continued to dream over the la four years and to find a melancholy beauty in 1 own sentimentality. If it hadn’t been for Cynthi he would have been perfectly happy.

Soon the examinations were over, and the und< classmen began to depart. Good-by to all 1 friends who were not seniors. Good-by to Nor Parker. “Thanks for the congratulations, c