“I believe you!”
Now that the young civil engineers had found the two girls they were loath to separate from them. The young folks had many hours of happiness together, which the older heads did not have the heart to interrupt.
“They certainly think the world and all of each other,” said Mr. Porter to Mr. Wadsworth, referring to Dave and Jessie.
“So they do, and I am not sorry for it,” answered the jewelry manufacturer. “And I notice that Roger thinks a good deal of your daughter Laura.”
“You are right. And that pleases me, too,” returned Dave’s father.
“Well, we’ve got to start back for the West to-morrow,” announced Dave one day.
“Right you are!” answered the senator’s son. “I suppose after this there won’t be anything left for us to do but to work.”
“Oh, I don’t know, Roger. Something else may turn up sooner or later,” returned our hero.
And he was right. Something else did turn up, and what that was will be related in our next volume, to be entitled “Dave Porter Under Fire, or A Young Army Engineer in France,” in which book we shall learn how our hero and his chum “did their bit” for Uncle Sam.
“Becoming civil engineers has not been such a monotonous existence after all,” said Roger. “Think of those strenuous times we had along the Rio Grande and in Mexico, and then all those doings out in Montana, and when we went after the gypsies and Jasniff.”