“Don't I take you off their hands? What do you mean?”
“I mean this, Uncle Godfrey,” said Grant, boldly, “I ought to be at work earning money to keep them. Father's income is very small, and—”
“You don't mean to say you want to give up going to college?” said Godfrey Thornton, hastily.
“I think I ought to, uncle.”
“Why?”
“So that I can find work and help father along. You see, I should be four years in college, and three years studying a profession, and all that time my brother and sister would be growing older and more expensive, and father would be getting into debt.”
Uncle Godfrey's brow wore a perceptible frown.
“Tell me who has put this idea into your head?” he said. “I am sure it isn't your father.”
“No one put it into my head, Uncle Godfrey. It's my own idea.”
“Humph! old heads don't grow on young shoulders, evidently. You are a foolish boy, Grant. With a liberal education you can do something for your family.”