"And it wasn't much more than a year ago that you turned up your nose at the profession of teaching."
"Aw—now!" he said, pleadingly.
"And you were the young man who wanted to get through life without hard work—or, so you said."
"Don't you know that it is only the fool who doesn't change his opinion—and change it frequently, too?" he bantered back at her.
"You must have changed a whole lot, Nelson Haley," she declared, with sudden gravity. "Don't—don't you feel awfully funny inside? It's a terrible shock, I should think, for one to turn right square around——"
"I don't feel humorous—not a little bit," he interposed, seriously. "I have been working toward an end. I expect my reward."
"Oh, Nelson! The college? Are they really going to invite you to go there to teach?"
"That isn't the reward I mean," he said, shaking his head.
"For pity's sake! something bigger than that? My!" Janice cried, all dimpling again, "but you are a person with great expectations, aren't you?"
"I certainly am," he said, bowing gravely. "I have a great goal in view. Let me tell you——"