d Andy, "he is my friend. And it's at a time like this that
he needs friends."

"Oh, well," said Mortimer, with a shrug of his shoulders, "let's forget
it. I wonder what's keeping Dunk?"

"Anything I can do?" asked Andy, wishing Mortimer would leave before
Dunk came in. He did not want his chum taken to Burke's for a "won't be
home until morning" affair if he could help it.

"No, I want to see Dunk on a personal matter," said the caller. "Guess I
won't wait any longer, though," and he arose to go out. Just as he
reached the door Dunk came in whistling.

"Anything on?" Andy heard Mortimer ask quickly.

"No. Why?"

"Can I see you a moment outside?"

"Sure. I'll be back in a minute, Andy," said Dunk. "I met Bill Hagan
just as I left the postoffice and he wanted me to look at a bull pup he
wants to sell."

Dunk and Mortimer walked down the hall. Andy was a little anxious as to
what might develop, but he need have had no fears. Dunk returned
presently, looking rather grave.

"Did he want you to go to his blow-out?" asked Andy, with the privilege
of a roommate.

"Yes, but I'm not going. He wanted some money. Said he was dead broke."

"And yet he's going to blow in a lot. Did you give it to him?"

"What else could I do? When a fellow's down and out that's just the time
he needs help."

"That's right," agreed Andy, thinking of Link. "But did Mortimer say
anything about his father's losses?"

"Not a thing. Just said he was temporarily broke, and asked for a loan.
I couldn't refuse."

"No, I suppose not. But you must be strapped after putting up for Link.
I know I am. I'm going to telegraph home."

"You needn't. I got a check in the mail to-night and I cashed it. I can
lend you some if you want it."

"Well, I may call on you. But say, it's queer about Mortimer, isn't it?"

"Yes, but we don't know all the ins and outs of it yet. Maybe that rumor
about his folks losing all they had isn't true."

"Maybe. I'll write home and find out. Say, but I'm tired!"

"So am I! I'm going to stay in to-night."

So it came about that neither Dunk nor Andy went to the little affair
Mortimer gave on borrowed money. It was "quite some affair," too, as Bob
Hunter reported later, having heard stories about it, and one or two
participants were suspended as a result of their performances after the
spread.

After the rather exciting time concerning Link's arrest matters at Yale,
as regards the happenings with which this chroni