_Dad._ I don't doubt that he means to go! But how long do you think
he means to stay?

_Jack._ Six months, Dad.

_Dad (scornfully)._ Six months! It won't be six days before I'll he
getting bills to pay for you!

_Jack._ You'll get no bills from me, Dad. I'm not going to use your
name.

_Dad._ How long will it he before I hear you've been borrowing money
from your friends?

_Bob._ You must listen, Dad. Jack and I are making a wager. He's to
go out in my hobo clothes and he's not to use his own name--he's not
to see any of his old friends, nor to communicate with them. He's to
depend absolutely on his own efforts--to shift for himself for six
months. That's the bargain.

_Dad._ And do you imagine he'll keep it?

_Bob._ I believe he'll try.

_Dad (gazes from one to the other; then with sudden vehemence)._
Very well! You can let me in on that bargain!

_Jack._ How do you mean?