And now Uncle Peter seemed to think wanting to go to college was a perfectly natural wish! Uncle Peter was urging him to talk about it!
Harold talked. He told in infinite detail about his conversation with Professor Harlow Gaines, the alumni meeting here in Cleveland. "The College Hero," Chester Trask and "Dusty" Rhoades, the Tate "Tattler," Dean Pennypacker's speech, everything. And Peter Thatcher listened intently. He was getting in his mind a glimpse of a world he had never known at first hand. The world that Pinckney Parsons Young, President of the Indemnity Bank, for instance, had dwelt in for a while. The world that made Young and other men like him different from Peter Thatcher, though Peter had more money than they and served on the same boards of directors.
When Harold, breathless, had at last finished, Peter was silent for a moment, staring at his nephew. Then he asked quietly, "If you are so crazy to go to college, why don't you go?"
"Dad says he hasn't the money to send me and that he wouldn't send me if he had it," Harold explained.
"Is that so? Henry is pretty positive,"
