Shortly he returned, still singing the same song,
his voice full and happy. He continued to sing as
he dressed, paying no attention to Norry, completely
lost in his own Elysian thoughts.
To Hugh and Cynthia the musical comedy was a complete success, although the music, written by ar undergraduate, was strangely reminiscent of several recent Broadway song successes, and the plot of the comedy got lost after the first ten minutes and was never recovered until the last two. It was amusing to watch men try to act like women, and two of •the “ladies” of the chorus were patently drunk. Cleopatra, the leading lady, was a wrestler and looked it, his biceps swelling magnificently every time he raised his arms to embrace the comic Antony, It was glorious nonsense badly enough done to be really funny. Hugh and Cynthia, along with the rest of the audience, laughed joyously—and held hands.
After the play was over, they returned to the Nu Delta house and danced until two in the morning. During one dance Cynthia whispered to him “Hugh, get me a drink or I ’ll pass out.”
Hugh, forgetting his indignation of the year be¬ fore, went in search of Vinton and deprived that young man of a pint of gin without a scruple. He and Cynthia then sneaked behind the house and did away with the liquor. Other couples were drinking, all of them surreptitiously, Leonard Gates having
