“Well, hardly,” said Walter, laughing.
“Probably your guardian will consult your preferences.”
“I wish I could arrange to travel. I should like to see something of the world.”
“Why not? You might get an agency of some kind. One college vacation—last summer—I traveled about as book agent.”
“How did you like it?”
“Not very much. I met with a good many rebuffs, and was occasionally looked upon with suspicion, as I could see. Still, I made a living, and brought back thirty dollars to start me on my new term.”
“Just what my supper cost the other evening.”
“Yes; I didn't think it wise to spend the money in the same way.”
“You have cheered me up, Gates. I really believe I shall like to spend a year in some kind of business.”
“Write your guardian to that effect. He may be blaming himself for his agency in your misfortune, and a cheerful letter from you will brighten him up.”