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"I don't know."
"Has anything been done about it?"
"No."
"It is time, Winthrop."
Winthrop was silent.
"We must manage it somehow. You ought not to be fishing here
any longer. I want you to get on the way."
"Ay -- I must wait awhile," said the other with a sigh. "I
shall go -- that's all I know, but I can't see a bit ahead. I'm
round there under the point now, and there's a big headland in
the way that hides the up view."
Again the eyes of the fishers were fixed on their corks,
gravely, and in the case of Rufus with a somewhat disturbed
look.
"I wish I was clear of the headlands too," said he after a
short silence; "and there's one standing right across my way
now."
"What's that?"
"Books."
"Books?" said Winthrop.
"Yes -- books which I haven't got."
"Books!" said his brother in astonishment.
"Yes --why?"
"I thought you said _boots_," the other remarked simply, as he
disengaged a fish from the hook.
"Well," said Rufus sharply, "what then? what if I did? Can't a
man want to furnish both ends of his house at once?"
"I have heard of a man in his sleep getting himself turned
about with his head in the place of his feet. I thought he was
dreaming."
"You may have your five dollars again, if you think them ill-
bestowed," said the other putting his hand in his pocket; --
"There they are! -- I don't want them -- I will find a way to
stand on my own legs -- with boots or without, as the case may
be."
"I don't know who has better legs," said Winthrop. "I can't
pity you."
"But seriously, Winthrop," said Rufus, smiling in spite of
himself, -- "a man may go empty-headed, but he cannot go bare-
footed into a library, nor into society."
"Did you go much into society at Asphodel?" asked Winthrop.
"Not near so much as I shall -- and that's the very thing. I
_can't do_ without these things, you see. They are necessary to
me. Even at Asphodel -- but that was nothing. Asphodel will be
a very good place for you to go to in the first instance. You
won't find yourself a stranger."
"Will you be ready for college next year?"
"Hum -- don't know -- it depends. I am not anxious about it -- I
shall be all the better prepared if I wait longer, and I
should like to have you with me. It will make no difference in
the end, for I can enter higher, and that will save expense.
Seriously Winthrop, you _must_ get away."
"I _must_ catch that fish," said Winthrop, -- "if I can --"
"You won't --"
"I've got him."
"There's one place at Asphodel where I've been a good deal --
Mr. Haye's -- he's an old friend of my father's and thinks a
world of him. You'll like him -- he's been very kind to me."
"What shall I like him for -- besides that?" said Winthrop.
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