She was the same whom Butler had last accompanied to a hop.
"Mr.Butler is in hospital," replied Mr.McGraw.
"Yes, and pounded to such a pulp that his mother wouldn't know him," laughed a young "cit.," the girl's cousin.

"Over there is Holmes, the plebe who did it." "What a disgusting brute Mr.Holmes must be!" muttered the girl indignantly, and Greg, hearing her, colored violently, but could not reply.

Plebes are not allowed the acquaintance of the young ladies..