"On the whole, I think I would not," said Winthrop gravely. "I am of opinion you can do something better."
"I don't like engineering!" said Rufus presently.
"What do you like?"
Rufus stopped and stood looking thoughtfully on the table where Winthrop's papers lay.
"I consider that, to be as honourable, as useful, and I should think quite as pleasant a way of life, as the one I follow."
"Do you? —" said Rufus, looking at the long 'answer in
Chancery.'
"I would as lieve go into it to-morrow, and make over my inkstand to you, if I were only fit for that and you for this."
"Would you!" said Rufus, mentally conceding that his brother was 'fit' for anything.
"Just as lieve."
Rufus's brow lightened considerably, and he took up his walk again.