"
"Can I do anything, Sir?" said Dunn. "I'm afraid I've neglected him. The
truth is, I've been in an awful funk about my exams, and I haven't kept
in touch as I should."
"Find him, Mr. Dunn, find him. His father is coming to town this
evening, which makes it doubly imperative. Find him; that is, if you can
spare the time."
"Of course I can. I'm awfully sorry I've lost touch with him. He's been
rather down all this winter; in fact, ever since the International he
seems to have lost his grip of himself."
"Ah, indeed!" said Mr. Rae. "I remember that occasion; in fact, I was
present myself," he admitted. "I occasionally seek to renew my youth."
Mr. Rae's smile broke forth, but anxiety for his friend saved Mr.
Dunn from being caught again in any responsive smile. "Bring him to my
office, if you can, any time to-day. Good-bye, Sir. Your spirit does you
credit. But it is the spirit which I should expect in a man who plays
the forward line as you play it."
Mr. Dunn blushed crimson. "Is there anything else I could do? Anyone I
could see? I mean, for instance, could my father serve in any way?"
"Ah, a good suggestion!" Mr. Rae seized his right ear,--a characteristic
action of his when in deep thought,--twisted it into a horn, and pulled
it quite severely as if to assure himself that that important feature
of his face was firmly fixed in its place.
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