ll show 'em!" and his black eyes flashed.

Andy felt really sorry for him. Certainly Ikey did not work his way
through college on any easy path.

"I'm only too glad to do this for you," said the purchaser. He could not
forget what a service Ikey had rendered to him and Dunk, bringing them
together when they were on the verge of taking paths that might never
converge.

"Well, I'll see if I can't find some other easy mark like you," laughed
Ikey as he went down the hall.

Andy was about to go to the "eating joint" alone when Dunk came in
whistling gaily.

"Ah, ha! Methinks thou hast had a pleasant meeting!" Andy "spouted."

"Right--Oh!" exclaimed his roommate. "It's all right for to-night, too.
I've got a peach for you."

"Light or dark?" asked Andy, critically.

"Dark! Say, but you're getting mighty particular, though, for a young
fellow."

"The same to you. Where do we meet 'em, and where do we go?"

"I've got it all fixed. Hyperion. Come on, let's get through grub, I
want to dress."

He began searching hurriedly through his pockets, a puzzled look coming
over his face.

"Where in the world----" he began. "Oh, I know, I left it here."

"What?"

"My watch. I called to you about it when I went out to the telephone,
and----"

"It isn't here. I looked."

"What!"

"Fact! Unless you stuck it in something."

"No, I left it right on my dresser, on a pile of clean
handkerchiefs--hello, where'd these come from?" and he looked at the
ones Andy had bought of Ikey.

"Oh, another bargain from our mutual friend," and Andy mentioned the
price.

"That is a bargain, all right. I must get some. But look here, where's
my watch?"

"I'm sure I don't know. Did you leave it here?"

"I certainly did. I remember now, I put it on the pile of handkerchiefs
just before I went to last lecture. Then I came in here, to go out to
keep my date, and I didn't have it. I was going to slip it in my pocket
when I was called to the 'phone. Look here, here's the impression of it
in the handkerchiefs," and Dunk pointed to a round depression in the
pile of soft linen squares. It was just the shape of a watch.

"It was there," said Dunk slowly, looking at Andy.

"And now it's gone," finished his roommate. Then he remembered several
things, and his start of surprise made Dunk look at his chum in a
strange way.

"What's the matter?" asked Dunk.

"I'll tell you in a minute," said Andy. "I want to think a bit."

CHAPTER XX