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spection at the academy. The priests search your locker,
desk, suitcase, and any other place you might hide candy
or magazines we aren't supposed to read or anything else
that might be forbidden."

"That is my worry now, not yours," Tom said. Then
he took the three silver dollars from his pocket and began
jingling them in his hand.

"Where did you get all that money?" Sweyn asked, as
astonished as could be.

Tom told him about the marked deck of cards and
the poker players. Sweyn couldn't help feeling a little en-
vious. Tom had made a neat profit of four dollars and
twenty cents on his first train ride and twenty-five cents of
that was formerly Sweyn's money. Papa had often said
when a person starts to envy another person the devil is
right there to whisper in his ear. Right then the devil was
whispering to Sweyn how he could get even.

"The money won't do you any good at the academy,"
he said. "There is no place to spend it."

"What's the matter with spending it outside the acad-
emy?" Tom asked.

"We only get outside the walls one day every four
weeks," Sweyn said. "Father Rodriguez or one of the other

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priests is always with us even then. And all you can spend
is ten cents for candy."

"If you can't spend any money, where do you go?"
Tom asked.

"Sometimes the priests take us on a nature-study hike
or a picnic," Sweyn said. "Sometimes we just go sight-
seeing or to the museum or art gallery. And once in a
while as a treat we get to go to the Salt Lake Theater. Buy-
ing a ticket to get in is the only way you can spend any
money."

"What about sports?" Tom asked.

Sweyn was really enjoying the look of dismay on
Tom's face. "What sports?" he asked. "The only athletics
at the academy is one hour of calisthenics in the gymna-