"But very prudent."
"Uncommonly so."
"An excellent young man," exclaimed Leslie; "I think very highly of Horace Vinal."
Morton cast a sidelong glance at him, and there was a covert smile in his eye. He began to see a weak spot in his companion.
"He will certainly make his way in the world," pursued Leslie.
"No doubt of it."
"He is not so fond of out-door exercises as you seem to be."
"He is good at one kind of exercise."
"What's that?"
"He can draw the long bow."