up the broad staircase. "All the fellows in that room are in the same class."
"Then you think he expects to put me in your class?"
"More than likely. Your people wrote to him about what you knew, didn't they?"
"Yes, my teacher wrote about it."
"Then I imagine it's as good as settled."
They were just making a turn in the upper hall when a big boy, coming around another corner in a hurry, bumped into Dave.
"Hi, look where you are walking!" cried the big fellow, with an angry look at Dave.
"You'd better look yourself!" was Dave's quick retort, for he did not fancy the manner in which he had been addressed.
"What's that?" demanded the big fellow, stopping short and gazing at Dave in amazement.
"I said you had better look out yourself!" repeated Dave. "You ran into me, I didn't run into you."
"Well, you are cheeky! Who are you, anyway?"
"I am Dave Porter. Who are you?"
"You must be a new student."
"I am."
"Well, you look out the next time. If you don't, there will be trouble."
