Hair not slicked.
Amory had decided definitely on Princeton, even though he would be the only boy entering that year from St.Regis'.

Yale had a romance and glamour from the tales of Minneapolis, and St.Regis' men who had been "tapped for Skull and Bones," but Princeton drew him most, with its atmosphere of bright colors and its alluring reputation as the pleasantest country club in America.

Dwarfed by the menacing college exams, Amory's school days drifted into the past.

Years afterward, when he went back to St.Regis', he seemed to have forgotten the successes of sixth-form year, and to be able to picture himself only as the unadjustable boy who had hurried down corridors, jeered at by his rabid contemporaries mad with common sense..