"'Not that I love Cæsar less, but I love Rome more,'" replied John, laughing.
"What do you mean by that?" demanded Paul, amused at the attitude into which his brother threw himself as he uttered the quotation.
"Not that I love school less, but I love fishing more; that's the idea," replied John.
"I hope you will get enough of it in six weeks, then."
"I hope so, but I don't believe I shall. At any rate, I'm going every day, and I'm going to be first mate of the Blowout."
"The what?"
"The Blowout; that's what I have christened the old boat."
"That's a very beautiful name."
"And she's a very beautiful boat," laughed John. "I wish you had a better one."
"So do I; perhaps I may have, one of these days."