church."

During the walk Crawford asked a number of questions. How long had his
companion been in the city? How long did she intend staying? Did she
plan returning to the school for another year? Where would she spend the
Christmas vacation? Mary said she was going home, to South Harniss, for
the holidays.

"It's a bully old place, Cape Cod," declared Crawford. "I never had a
better time than I did on that visit at Sam's. Wish I were going there
again some day."

"Why don't you?" asked Mary.

The young man shook his head. "Orders from home," he said. "Father
insists on my coming home to him the moment the term closes. I made that
visit to Sam's on my own responsibility and I got fits for doing it. Dad
seems to have a prejudice against the East. He won't come here himself
and he doesn't like to have me stay any longer than is absolutely
necessary. When I wrote him I was at South Harniss he telegraphed me to
come home in a hurry. He is Eastern born himself, lived somewhere
this way when he was young, but he doesn't talk about it and has more
prejudices against Eastern ways and Eastern people than if he'd lived
all his life in Carson City. Won't even come on to see me play football.
I doubt if he comes to Commencement next spring; and I graduate, too."

"I wonder he permitted you to go to Harvard," said Mary.

"He had to permit it. I've always been for Harvard ever since I thought
about college. Dad was all for a Western university, but I sat back in