“See a good deal of those boys, do you? Go around with them a lot, eh?”
“Yes, sir, a good deal.”
“I thought Frank Whipple was going to work this summer in his father’s store.”
“He did start to,” answered Dan, “but—I don’t know. I guess he didn’t like it.”
“Didn’t like it, eh? Did he tell you so?”
“Well, he said it was pretty hard work; said the store was awfully hot and his mother was afraid he’d take sick.”
Mr. Vinton grunted.
“All those boys in your class next fall?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Which one is your especial chum?”