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"
What
's
the
matter
,
Amory
?
Amory
's
thinking
about
poetry
,
about
the
pretty
birds
and
flowers
.
I
can
see
it
in
his
eye
.
"
"
No
,
I
'm
not
,
"
he
lied
.
"
I
'm
thinking
about
the
Princetonian
.
I
ought
to
make
up
to-night
;
but
I
can
telephone
back
,
I
suppose
.
"
"
Oh
,
"
said
Kerry
respectfully
,
"
these
important
men
--
"
Amory
flushed
and
it
seemed
to
him
that
Ferrenby
,
a
defeated
competitor
,
winced
a
little
.
Of
course
,
Kerry
was
only
kidding
,
but
he
really
must
n't
mention
the
Princetonian
.
It
was
a
halcyon
day
,
and
as
they
neared
the
shore
and
the
salt
breezes
scurried
by
,
he
began
to
picture
the
ocean
and
long
,
level
stretches
of
sand
and
red
roofs
over
blue
sea
.
Then
they
hurried
through
the
little
town
and
it
all
flashed
upon
his
consciousness
to
a
mighty
paean
of
emotion
...
"
Oh
,
good
Lord
!
Look
at
it
!
"
he
cried
.
"
What
?
"
"
Let
me
out
,
quick
--
I
have
n't
seen
it
for
eight
years
!
Oh
,
gentlefolk
,
stop
the
car
!
"
"
What
an
odd
child
!
"
remarked
Alec
.
"
I
do
believe
he
's
a
bit
eccentric
.
"
