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car. It's a new one. I'm not supposed to take
it to school much, but I was going to get you
into it if I could!"

"Are you a safe driver?" laughed Betty,
settling back. She was glad that she did not
have her books along this time.

"I'm a wonder," said Jack, in the same light
tone. "I'm also old enough to drive. What
would you do, Betty? I'd like to get into busi-
ness pretty soon, as my education has been
more or less -- um -- interrupted. Yet college
would be fun. I didn't like that preparatory
school and the old fellow at the head of it didn't
like me much, either. I'll put in another year
in high school, then decide."

"If you can go to the university or to some
college, Jack, I think you'd be almost foolish
not to do it. It isn't as if you were a poor stu-
dent. You've brains."

"Thanks, Betty." Jack went a little faster
than Betty really enjoyed, but he seemed to
have perfect control of his machine and was
skilful in traffic. "Are you going to the univer-
sity?"

"I don't know. Mother talks about sending
me away for a year or two, to give me the ex-
perience, but that is only talk so far. Perhaps
they can't do it."


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