CHAPTER VII.
A RETROSPECTION AND AN INTERRUPTION.
Hart was puzzling over a problem in geometry one evening when the door of his room was pushed open and, without knocking, Ned Bliss, one of his friends in the junior class, entered.
"I want to congratulate you, old man, on the great game you put up to-day. I say, you've got the 'Varsity sure if you keep on. Minton and Elliott were talking about it."
Hart shuffled his feet.
"Oh, I'm beginning to catch on, perhaps," he said, "but there is a lot to learn in everything; isn't there?"
"I suppose that's what we are here for," returned Bliss, "but upon my word, I can forget things quicker than any man I know. I hope all I've forgotten has done me some good.—You're going to the senior dance?"
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