Yet we've the years ahead to think of, haven't we ?" "What has that got to do with going back to Gridley ?" demanded Danny Grin.
"Well, what are we going to the high school for ?" questioned Dick Prescott.
"I'm going because the folks send me," Dan declared.

"Can't help myself." "Don't you want to get anywhere in life ?" "I suppose I do," Dalzell assented half dubiously.
"Danny boy, I'm ashamed of you," Dick exclaimed, though his eyes were smiling.

"Are you content, Dan, to grow up and use your fine muscles in performing the duties of a day laborer ?" "Not exactly," Dan answered.
"You'd rather be president of a big railroad company ?" "Yes, if I had to choose between the two jobs." "Then perhaps you can get a glimmering of why you're in high school," Dick went on.

"When you compare the railway president and the laborer, the difference between them lies a good deal in the difference in their natural abilities.

Yet a lot depends, too, upon the difference in their training.