g?" said Ethel. "It is the last thing I would have said about
Kellerman."

"That is the worst of prizes," said Jane, "some one has to lose."

"Just the way I feel about Mr. MacLean," said Ethel. "He ought to have
had the medal and not I. He knows more philosophy in a minute than I in
a week."

"Oh, I wouldn't say that," said Jane judicially. "And though I am
awfully glad you got it, Ethel, I am sorry for Mr. MacLean. You know he
is working his way through college, and has to keep up a mission through
the term. He is a good man."

"Yes, he is good, a little too good," said Ethel, making a little face.
"Isn't it splendid about Larry Gwynne getting the Proficiency, and
the first in Engineering? Now he is what I call a sport. Of course he
doesn't go in for games much, but he's into everything, the Lit., the
Dramatic Society, and Scuddy says he helped him tremendously with the
Senior class in the Y. M. C. A. work."

"Yes," said Jane, "and the Register told Papa that the University had
never graduated such a brilliant student. And Ramsay Dunn told me that
he just ran the Athletic Association and was really responsible for the
winning of the track team."

"What a pity about Ramsay Dunn," said Ethel. "He just managed to
scrape through. Do you know, the boys say he kept himself up mostly on
whiskey-and-sodas through the exams. He must be awfully clever, and he
is so good-looking."

"Poor Ramsay," said Jane, "he has not had a very good chance. I mean,
he has too much money. He is coming to dinner to-night, Ethel, and Frank
Smart, too."

"Oh, Frank Smart! They say he is doing awfully well. Father says he is
one of the coming men in his profession. He is a great friend of yours,
isn't he, Jane?" said Ethel, with a meaning smile.

"We have known him a long time," said Jane, ignoring the smile. "We
think a great deal of him."

"When have you seen Larry?" enquired Ethel. "He comes here a lot,
doesn't he?"

"Yes. He says this is his Winnipeg home. I haven't seen him all to-day."

"You don't mean to tell me!" exclaimed Ethel.

"I mean I haven't seen him to congratulate him on his medal. His mother
will be so glad."

"You know his people, don't you? Tell me about them. You see, I may as
well confess to you that I have a fearful crush on Larry."

"I know," said Jane sympathetically.

"But," continued Ethel, "he is awfully difficult. His people are
ranching, aren't they? And poor, I understand."

"Yes, they are ranch