“And you don’t expect to dodge any classes or slip along as easily as possible?”
“I don’t know what I may do, but I know what I need and what I want too. I want to get my brains into as good working order as I have the muscles in my right arm.”
“Walter told me you struck out fifteen yesterday.”
“Yes, sir,” replied Dan simply.
“Come on, Walter; we must be going,” said Mr. Borden turning to his boy.
Bidding the young farmers good morning the visitors at once departed, walking toward the rail fence which they speedily climbed, and then following the course of the noisy brook they returned to the bridge.
“Dan seems to be a quiet fellow,” said Mr. Borden as he and Walter halted on the bridge and looked down into the swiftly flowing water.
“He is,” exclaimed Walter eagerly. “There isn’t a bit of brag in his whole make-up. Everybody likes him. And he has hardly been out of sight of Rodman in all his life.”
“Time enough for that later. Why do you want him to go to the Tait School? Why not let him go on and do as he is planning?”
“Go to the normal school?”