Andrew H. Walpole 174u19

Jack Symonds stood with his back to one of the great station pillars, gazing upon the animated scene with interest. There were scores of the Deepwater College boys, in their blue-and-gold caps, drawn to the city from far and near, to catch the school train. New juniors, unnaturally silent, were hustled into carriages under the care of Mr. Kemp, the.. 5v1j3p