“How do you know but that I had rather be detained; don’t run any risk.” This seemed to please her.
“Is this better than the other life—the life among your friends?”
“This is sweeter, for I am looking forward to a lifetime with the world.” She smiled and turned her head to rest it from the one position she had kept too long.
“It will be a year before the world can get you; I am glad you have decided to take another degree, although you seem to know enough already.”
“I know enough to realize just how little I do know, but the special course along lines that I am going to make my lifework is all that I shall try to master yet. Everything has its turns; I’ll learn it all in time, I hope.”
“And then you’ll be great.”
“More likely dead.”
“Most great people are.” Her lips suddenly quivered.
“You take it slow. I couldn’t bear to think of your dying.”
“You are talking too much now. You and your grandpa take a rest. You both need it.”