The Clarion by Samuel Hopkins Adams
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"That remains to be seen for me, doesn't it? I'm rather at the start of things." "Most youngsters would be content with an unlimited allowance, and the world for a playground." "One gets tired of playing. _And_ of globe-trotting." "Good! Do you think you can make Worthington feel like home?" "How can I tell, sir? I haven't spent two weeks altogether in the place since I entered college eight years ago." "Did it ever strike you that I'd carefully planned to keep you away from here, and that our periods of companionship have all been abroad or at summer places?" "Yes." "You've never spoken of it." "No." "Good boy! Now I'll tell you why. I wanted to be absolutely established before I brought you back here. Not in business, alone. That came long ago. There have been obstacles, in other ways. They're all overcome. To-day we come pretty near to being king-pins in this town, you and I, Hal. Do you feel like a prince entering into his realm?" |
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