"No. You didn't tell me."
"Well, he got a job as a steward on a boat going to South America; a steward, Emily. Carrying coffee around on a little tray; and from there he went to Hong-Kong on some sort of a ship."
"Goodness! What a lot of the world he's seeing!"
"Yes; carrying coffee into women's staterooms, and they won't have their hair combed!"
"Still, he's seeing the world! How did he get the job?"
"Oh, I don't know. Went with some of his boon companions to New York, and there was a strike, and they just got jobs and went away. He didn't wait to ask my advice, of course."
Emily hesitated.
"What's he planning to do next year?"
"He won't be planning anything. I'm planning to have him go back and get his degree. I'm going to my sister's for a little rest before he gets home."
"You haven't been away at all all summer."