"...
Cope paused on these points. He had suggested that Lemoyne enroll as a
student in some slight course or other, with the hope that his voice might
lead to his wearing cap and gown at chapel services and that his dramatic
experience might give him some role in the annual operetta. In either of
these quarters a good tenor voice was usually to seek. And as for the
business.... Well, he had once overheard the elder Lemoyne's partner
audibly wonder whether Arthur would ever learn how to ship a keg of nails
out of their back door, even.
Cope pushed away his coffee-cup and asked the young Greek for a cut of pie.
"I sort of sounded father the other day, but he was pretty huffy. I'll try
again, soon; but I doubt if I can manage to come down until after the
holidays. You begin a new term, then, I suppose. The fact is, I took a week
off in the middle of September, and father hasn't forgiven it. One of our
fellows in the choir had just bought a little roadster, and he invited me
for a trip to Green Bay and beyond. We dipped along through Fish Creek,
Ephraim, and so on. Good weather, good roads, good scenery, good hotels;
and a pleasant time was had by all--or, rather, by both.
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