[CHAPTER II]
MR. FINDLAY SETTLES THE QUESTION
Nearly a week later the conversation bore fruit.
“Son,” asked Mr. Vinton, “do you still want to go to boarding-school?”
Dan’s heart leaped.
“Yes, sir,” he answered.
“Well, your mother and I have been talking it over and we’ve about concluded that a change of scene for the next three or four years won’t do you any harm. What do you say to the Brewer School?”
Dan hesitated. The Brewer School was in the southern part of the state and had quite a local reputation, but Dan was certain that it wasn’t the school he wanted. So he took his courage in hand.
“I’d rather go East, sir,” he said.
“Would, eh? Well, maybe you might as well. I tell your mother that as long as you have to go away it don’t make much difference how far it is. Takes all day to go to Brewer, anyway; put a night on top of that and you’re pretty well East. Any special school you’ve got in mind?”
“N-no, sir. I didn’t think you’d let me go, and so I haven’t thought about any special place.”