“It looks like a nice place,” he said.
“It sure does!” exclaimed his son, looking over his father’s shoulder. “We would like it there.”
“And there are some well known names on the faculty, aside from that of Professor Snodgrass,” went on Mr. Slade.
“Professor Snodgrass,” murmured Mr. Baker. “He’s the scientist who so often went with you boys on your trips, gathering queer bugs and so on.”
“He’s the one!” Jerry remarked. “Say, fellows, will you ever forget the time he saw a bug on the railroad track, and almost got under the locomotive to capture the insect.”
“That’s right,” chorused Ned and Bob.
“That’s the one objection to Boxwood Hall,” resumed Mr. Baker. “I’m afraid instead of studying, you boys will be going off on bug-hunting trips with Professor Snodgrass. I guess we’d better decide on some other college.”