"Have you seen the exam?" No, nobody had seen the exam, but
some of the boys had been told definitely what the questions were going
to be. No two seemed to agree on the questions, but everybody copied
them down and then rushed on to search for a _bona fide_ copy. They
hurried from dormitory to dormitory, constantly shouting the same
question, "Have you seen the exam?" There were men in every dormitory
with a new list of questions, which were hastily scratched into
note-books by the eager seekers. Until midnight the excitement raged;
then the campus quieted down as the freshmen began to study the long
lists of questions.

"God!" said Carl as he scanned his list hopelessly, "these damn
questions cover everything in the course and some things that I know
damn well weren't in it. What a lot of nuts we were. Let's go to bed."

"Carl," Hugh wailed despondently, "I'm going to flunk that exam. I can't
answer a tenth of these questions. I can't go to bed; I've got to study.
Oh, Lord!"

"Don't be a triple-plated jackass. Come on to bed. You'll just get woozy
if you stay up any longer."

"All right," Hugh agreed wearily. He went to bed, but many of the boys
stayed up and studied, some of them all night.

The examinations were held in the gymnasium. Hundreds of class-room
chairs were set in even rows. Nothing else was there, not even the
gymnasium apparatus. A few years earlier a wily student had sneaked into
the gymnasium the night before an examination and written his notes on a
dumbbell hanging on the wall. The next day he calmly chose the seat in
front of the dumbbell--and proceeded to write a perfect examination. The
annotated dumbbell was found later, and after that the walls were
stripped clean of apparatus before the examinations began.

At a few minutes before nine the entire freshman class was grouped
before the doors of the gymnasium, nervously talking, some of them
glancing through their notes, others smoking--some of them so rapidly
that the cigarettes seemed to melt, others walking up and down,
muttering and mumbling; all of them so excited, so tense that they
hardly knew what they were doing. Hugh was trying to think of a dozen
answers to questions that popped into his head, and he couldn't think of
anything.

Suddenly the doors were thrown open. Yelling, shoving each other about,
fairly dancing in their eagerness and excitement, the freshmen rushed
into the gymnasium. Hugh broke from the mob as quickly as p