Doctor Mack smiled.

"I am quite aware," he said, "that old heads are not often to be found
on young shoulders."

"Then you think it will be right for me to enjoy myself this summer?"

"I want you to do so."

"One of my college friends, Frank Clifford, has invited me to pass a
month with him in the Adirondacks. The Cliffords have a lodge not far
from Blue Mountain Lake. Frank's mother and sisters will be abroad,
and he wants me to keep him company."

"I can think of no objection. How shall you spend your time?"

"In hunting and fishing. There are splendid chances for both up there,
so Clifford says."

"Go and have your good time. When you come back we will talk of your
future plans."

Walter's stay was prolonged to eight weeks, and when he returned it
was already nearing the end of August. He was browned by exposure, and
looked the picture of health.

"Now I am ready to go to work, Doctor Mack," he said. "Have you any
plans for me?"

"How would you like to go into a drug-store? I have a college