We came to Gridley to cool off, and this old town seems like a heaven of coolness after the baked-brown alkali deserts of Arizona." "Double orders for each one of us," explained Harry, after the quartette of one time High School chums had seated themselves under a buzzing fan.
Now, the chums of old days had time to look each other over more closely.
Tom and Harry were taller than in the old High School days, but they had not quite reached the height of Dick and Greg.

Both of the young civil engineers, besides being heavily bronzed, were thin and sinewy looking.

Thin as they were, both looked the pictures of health.

Though Tom and Harry did not "advertise" their tailors as well as did the two West Point cadets, nevertheless the pair of young civil engineers looked prosperous.

They had the general air of being the kind of young men who are destined to succeed splendidly in life.
Before the ice cream---the first double order, that is---reached the table, all of the young men were plunged into stories of their adventures during the last two years.