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           HowdotheyfeelupatCapandGown?"

           "Wild,ofcourse.Everyone’sbeensittingandarguingandswearingandgettingmadandgettingsentimentalandgettingbrutal.It’sthesameatalltheclubs;I’vebeentherounds.Theygetoneoftheradicalsinthecornerandfirequestionsathim."

           "Howdotheradicalsstandup?"

           "Oh,moderatelywell.Burne’sadamngoodtalker,andsoobviouslysincerethatyoucan’tgetanywherewithhim.It’ssoevidentthatresigningfromhisclubmeanssomuchmoretohimthanpreventingitdoestousthatIfeltfutilewhenIargued;finallytookapositionthatwasbrilliantlyneutral.Infact,IbelieveBurnethoughtforawhilethathe’dconvertedme."

           "Andyousayalmostathirdofthejuniorclassaregoingtoresign?"

           "Callitafourthandbesafe."

           "Lord—who’dhavethoughtitpossible!"

           Therewasabriskknockatthedoor,andBurnehimselfcamein."Hello,Amory—hello,Tom."

           Amoryrose.

           "’Evening,Burne.Don’tmindifIseemtorush;I’mgoingtoRenwick’s."

           Burneturnedtohimquickly.

           "YouprobablyknowwhatIwanttotalktoTomabout,anditisn’tabitprivate.Iwishyou’dstay."

           "I’dbegladto."Amorysatdownagain,andasBurneperchedonatableandlaunchedintoargumentwithTom,helookedatthisrevolutionarymorecarefullythanheeverhadbefore.