fraternity house

I was given a field sobriety test in front of my fraternity house, Delta Tau Delta, with 300 people cheering me on.

"It isn't true," snapped my aunt, when I told her of what had happened at the fraternity house.

At the corner, out of range of the windows of his fraternity house, he began his hurried, jumbling speech.

I had to report at the fraternity house in the afternoon and they took me down in the cellar and put me in a coffin.

At school he had thought of other things—and the life of the fraternity house had been a gallant one!

Gradually it grew dark, and the deserted fraternity-house was quiet.