He liked the boy better than ever,
and felt more than ever prompted to attach him to himself.
"How are you pleased with your present quarters?" he asked, as they
returned through the Botany court. He thought of the narrow couch, the ink-
spotted cover on the deal table, the few coats and shoes (they
_couldn't_ be many) behind that calico curtain.
"None too well," replied Cope. "I shall soon begin to look for another
room. I rather expect to change about holiday time."
"I am thinking of making a change too," declared Randolph.
"Why, could you better yourself?" asked Cope, in a tone of surprise. "I
never knew a bachelor to be better fixed."
"I need a little wider margin of room. I can afford it, and ought to have
had it long ago. And I learn that the lease of the people I'm with expires
in the spring. My collection is growing; and I ought to have another
bedroom. Think of not being able to put a man up, on occasion! I shall take
a small apartment on my own account, catch some Oriental who is studying
frogs' legs or Occidental theology; and then--open house. In a moderate
measure, of course.
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