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52 The L ittle Sister o f W ilifred..

sum, and he wore coats that were very
shiny, and trousers dreadfully baggy at

the knee. In short, as he often said as
he looked at himself in the little cracked

mirror his landlady furnished, he had n!t
any sort of style. He was what the

college boys call a dig, and had no time
to make himself popular with anybody

but the Slavey.

There were not many ways by which
Peggy could show her gratitude, but one
may be sure that Jack Bolander’s match­

box was always filled, that his room —

one of Bagley's poorest — was carefully
dusted, and the least worn of the towels

put on bis stand. Those that were
especially thin and miserable usually

found their way to Mr, Fullerton’s room,
who in consequence was always grum­

bling about boarding-house towels.
Peggy always dreaded going into Mr,