laying his hand on the arm of his friend--how powerful it felt
through the sleeve! "I've been spoiled by always having my own
way and by people letting me rule them. You gave me my first
lesson in defeat. And--I needed it badly. As for your not
telling me, you'd have ruined your scheme if you had. Besides,
looking back, I see that you did warn me. I know now what you
meant by always jumping on the fraternities and the
combinations."

"Thank you," said Scarborough, simply. "When I saw you
leaving the society hall I feared I'd lost a friend. Instead,
I've found what a friend I have." Then after a brief silence
he continued: "This little incident up there to-night--this
little revolution I took part in--has meant a good deal to me.
It was the first chance I'd had to carry out the ideas I've
thought over and thought over down there on the farm while I was
working in the fields or lying in the hay, staring up at the sky.
And I don't suppose in all the future I'll ever have a greater
temptation to be false to myself than I had in the dread that's
been haunting me--the dread of losing your friendship--and the
friendship of--of--some others who might see it as I was afraid
you would. There may be lessons in this incident for you, Fred.
But the greatest lesson of all is the one you've taught me--NEVER
to be afraid to go forward when the Finger points."

Pierson and Olivia walked to chapel together the next morning,
and he told her the story of the defeat, putting himself in a
worse light than he deserved. But Olivia, who never lost a
chance to attack him for his shortcomings, now, to his amazement,
burst out against Scarborough.