"I should like to be there to see Hector's first flogging," remarked
the amiable Guy. "I'd rather see it than go to the theater any
time."

"I don't see how you can, unless you also enter the school."

"No, thank you," answered Guy. "No boarding school for me. That
isn't my idea of enjoyment. I'd rather stay at home with you. Hector
won't be here to interfere with my using his horse and buggy."

"They are his no longer. I give them to you."

"Thank you, father," said Guy, very much gratified.

"But I would rather you would not use them till after Hector is
gone. It might disturb him."

"That's just why I want to do it."

"But it might make trouble. He might refuse to go to school."

"You'd make him go, wouldn't you, father?"

"Yes; but I wish to avoid forcible measures, if possible. Come, Guy,
it's only till Monday; then Hector will be out of the way, and you
can do as you please without fear of interference."

"All right, father. I'll postpone my fun till he is out of the way.
You'll go with him, won't you?"