At the head the band was playing a popular quick-step with a great banging of a bass drum.

The college men in the front ranks were singing one song, those in the rear another, while the middle of the column was given over to an abominable medley of fish-horns, policemen's rattles and great Chinese gongs.

At stated intervals the throng would halt and give the college yell.
"Dolly, you and I used to do that," said Vandover, looking after the procession.

He had himself well in hand by this time.

"What was the matter with me back there at the restaurant, Dolly ?" he asked after a while.
"Oh, you'd been drinking a good deal, I guess," answered young Haight.
"You--you had some queer idea about yourself!" "Yes, I know," answered Vandover quickly.