>onald Ferguson, who was lying on the couch and stening in silence. He was a handsome youth ith Scotch blue eyes and sandy hair. Women ere instantly attracted by his good looks, splendid hysique, slow smile, and quiet drawl.
He spoke for the first time. “The old singleandard fight,” he said, propping his head on his and. “I don’t see any sense in scrapping about lat any more. We ’ve got a single standard now. he girls go just as fast as the fellows.”
“Oh, that’s not so,” Hugh exclaimed. “Girls on’t go as far as fellows.” Ferguson smiled pleasantly at Hugh and drawled; Shut up, innocent; you don’t know anything about . I tell you the old double standard has gone all ) hell.”
“You ’re exaggerating, Don, just to get Hugh ccited,” Ross said in his quiet way. “There are lenty of decent girls. Just because a lot of them zt on all occasions is n’t any reason to say that ley are n’t straight. I’m older than you fellows, ad I guess I’ve had a lot more experience than lost of you. I’ve had to make my own way since was a kid, and I’ve bumped up against a lot of )ugh customers. I worked in a lumber camp for year, and after you’ve been with a gang like that }r a while, you ’ll understand the difference beveen them and college fellows. Those boys are id eggs. They just have n’t any morals* that’s
