No, indeed, Davis, old fellow, you're mistaken.

I told them if that was so, all right, I was going home.

I saw several of my friends in the crowd waiting for me, but as I didn't want them to interfere, I said nothing, and they did not recognize me.

When among the crowd of sophomores, the poor freshman made a last effort, he pulled me by the coat and begged me to come with him.

I said no, I was going home.
When I reached the next corner I stopped.