Chapter 13: Betty Confides

⁠​​​‌​​​​‌​​​​‌​‌‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌​‌​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌​​‌‌​​⁠Twenty minutes later Barry left Dawson Hall and made his way thoughtfully toward the gate. The quiet usually following a midday Sunday dinner lay heavily over the campus. In the two dormitories many windows were open wide to the sun-warmed breeze, and in most of them youths lolled indolently. A voice now and then and the subdued tumpity-tump of a banjo alone broke the stillness, until, having almo