The gentleman, who was the school secretary, ran his finger down the pages of a book beside him until it stopped at an entry. Then he took a filing card from a drawer and wrote on it.
“Residence?”
“Graystone, Ohio.”
“Age?”
“Fifteen.”
“Class?”
“I don’t quite know, sir. I hope to get into the Third.”
“Father’s name and business?”
“John W. Vinton, manufacturer.”
“Mother’s name, if living?”