"We'll see about this later," said Dave's father, with a shake of his head. Automobiling did not appeal to him quite as strongly as it did to his son and his brother.
It was a beautiful afternoon, and Dave and Ben had arranged for a little run in the automobile, taking Laura and Jessie along. Dave ran the car, with Jessie on the seat beside him. Their course was out of Crumville, and then over the distant hills to a winding road which ran beside the river.
"It seems so strange, Dave, to think you are not going back to Oak Hall this fall," remarked Jessie, when the automobile was bowling along over the smooth highway.
"It does seem strange," was Dave's somewhat grave reply. "Do you know, sometimes I wish I were going back again."
"Why?"
"Well, if I had to do that I wouldn't have to bother about anything else just now, Jessie. As it is, I've got to make up my mind what I am going to do. One minute I think I want to go to college, and the next I have a notion of going into some sort of business."
"What does your father say, Dave?"
"He is leaving it entirely to me. He says if I want to go to college I can do so."
"What would you like to do best of all?"
"Oh, as for that, I'd like to travel, just as Uncle Dunston does. I'd like to see the world."