“I don’t know. Sometimes I do. Some things I like to study. I like Latin and French and German and English literature, but I hate mathematics and about the human body and botany.” Dan stared.
“Do you mean that you study all those things?” he asked.
“Yes, don’t you?”
“No, I have only Latin, French, mathematics and English this year; and gym work.”
“I’ve got a gymnasium upstairs. Want to see it?”
“I’d like to, but your father said the doctor was coming. And after that I must go back to school. Perhaps, though, you’ll let me see it some other time. Your father invited me to come over again, you know.”
“Oh, you’re coming lots of times,” answered Gerald promptly. “And I’ll show you my gymnasium and the stables and the kennels and my stamp collection. Do you collect stamps?”
“I used to,” answered Dan, “but I haven’t done much for a year or two.”
“I’ve got over two thousand,” said Gerald, “and some of them are corkers. I’ve got one that cost eighty dollars!”
“I’d like to see them,” said Dan, politely.