"Yes, and I say, what for? What do you want it for?"
"I think perhaps I might get more time to myself."
"Time? — for what?"
"Time to study, sir."
"To study! — Teach others that you may teach yourself, eh?" said Mr. Landholm, with a breath that was drawn very much like a sigh; and he was silent and looked grave.
"I am afraid you wouldn't like it, Winthrop," said his mother seriously.
"I should like the time, mamma."
"I wish I were a little richer," said Mr. Landholm, drawing his breath, — "and my sons should have a better chance. I am willing to work both my hands off — if that would be of any avail. You may do as you please, my dear, about the school. I'll not stand in your way."
"The twelve dollars would pay a man who would do as much work as I could, father."
"Yes, yes, — that's all straight enough."