“Yes. And we might have taken an auto trip or two,” added Dave, his face brightening.
“And think of being with the girls, Dave!” broke in Roger wistfully. “It seems a terribly long time since we saw them, doesn’t it?”
“It sure does,” answered Dave. He gave something of a sigh. “Well, it can’t be helped. If we want to make something of ourselves in this world, we’ve got to buckle down and take the bitter with the sweet. I guess it’s just as hard on the girls. They won’t want to go out in company with any of the other fellows.”
“And we know what we are working for—and that is one comfort,” added the senator’s son.
In his communication to his nephew Dunston Porter spoke about having bought some stock in the Mentor Construction Company, and having gotten Mr. Wadsworth to make the same kind of investment. Between them the two had put up twenty thousand dollars.
“That sure is something worth while!” cried Roger. “It ought to help your chance with the concern.”
“Well, if it helps my chance, it’s got to help your chance, too, Roger.”
“I never thought of the company as an investment,” went on the senator’s son. “I think when I write to my father I’ll speak to him about it, and tell him of what your uncle and Mr. Wadsworth have done. Maybe my father will buy a like share.”
“That would be fine, Roger. Then both of us could feel as if we had a real personal interest in the concern we were working for. Of course, it’s only a small amount in comparison with what the construction company really has invested in this business. But every little helps.”
“Yes. And it will prove to those higher up that we have some interest beyond just earning our salaries.”