“Why?” Gale wanted to know.
“Well, look what we did with the money,” Val said. “It was worth all our adventures to see that little boy’s face this afternoon.”
“He was just about overwhelmed,” Gale smiled softly. “It is amazing that he could be so starved for knowledge and contact with other youngsters his age.”
“Tomorrow we shall leave all this,” Val said, motioning to the trees and sky, lit by the giant yellow moon and sparkling stars, and the ranch house and the corral.
“Wasn’t it a worth while summer, though?” Gale asked. “We’re all so much better able to cope with the studies and struggles we’ll have this, our last term, in high school.”
“Where are you going to college?” Val asked suddenly.
“Why--I don’t know----” Gale said vaguely. “I want to go to Briarhurst. I don’t know if I shall, though.”
“That’s my aim, too. I shall probably----”
“Say, aren’t you having a good time?” Carol demanded through the window.
“Sure we are,” Val declared.