“I thought so. Then how can you hesitate?”
“We are about to make an Australian tour,” answered Harry, “and, apart from all other considerations, I am glad to have a chance to travel.”
“Couldn’t you put it off?”
“No, sir.”
“Then,” said Dr. Brown, rather crestfallen, “I can only bid you good-morning. I think you are making a mistake.”
“Perhaps, after I return from Australia, I might be ready to accept your offer.”
“It will be too late,” said the doctor, gloomily.
“Twenty-five dollars a week is large pay,” thought Harry, “but I don’t believe I should ever get it. Dr. Brown doesn’t look much like a capitalist.”
Half an hour later Professor Hemenway entered the hotel.
“Well, my boy,” he said, “the die is cast! Next Saturday we sail from Long Wharf, bound for Australia.”