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There
were
fickle
groups
that
jumped
from
club
to
club
;
there
were
friends
of
two
or
three
days
who
announced
tearfully
and
wildly
that
they
must
join
the
same
club
,
nothing
should
separate
them
;
there
were
snarling
disclosures
of
long-hidden
grudges
as
the
Suddenly
Prominent
remembered
snubs
of
freshman
year
.
Unknown
men
were
elevated
into
importance
when
they
received
certain
coveted
bids
;
others
who
were
considered
"
all
set
"
found
that
they
had
made
unexpected
enemies
,
felt
themselves
stranded
and
deserted
,
talked
wildly
of
leaving
college
.
In
his
own
crowd
Amory
saw
men
kept
out
for
wearing
green
hats
,
for
being
"
a
damn
tailor
's
dummy
,
"
for
having
"
too
much
pull
in
heaven
,
"
for
getting
drunk
one
night
"
not
like
a
gentleman
,
by
God
,
"
or
for
unfathomable
secret
reasons
known
to
no
one
but
the
wielders
of
the
black
balls
.
This
orgy
of
sociability
culminated
in
a
gigantic
party
at
the
Nassau
Inn
,
where
punch
was
dispensed
from
immense
bowls
,
and
the
whole
down-stairs
became
a
delirious
,
circulating
,
shouting
pattern
of
faces
and
voices
.
"
Hi
,
Dibby
--
'
gratulations
!
"
"
Goo
'
boy
,
Tom
,
you
got
a
good
bunch
in
Cap
.
"
"
Say
,
Kerry
--
"
"
Oh
,
Kerry
--
I
hear
you
went
Tiger
with
all
the
weight-lifters
!
"
"
Well
,
I
did
n't
go
Cottage
--
the
parlor-snakes
'
delight
.
"
"
They
say
Overton
fainted
when
he
got
his
Ivy
bid
--
Did
he
sign
up
the
first
day
?
--
oh
,
no
.
Tore
over
to
Murray-Dodge
on
a
bicycle
--
afraid
it
was
a
mistake
.
"
"
How
'd
you
get
into
Cap
--
you
old
roue
?
"
"
'
Gratulations
!
"
