"And now I'll have a snap," Dick told his guardians. "Here I am, neck and neck again, and years ahead of them in knowledge of the world. Why, I know things, good and bad, big and little, about men and women and life that sometimes I almost doubt myself that they're true. But I know them.
"From now on, I'm not going to rush. I've caught up, and I'm going through regular. All I have to do is to keep the speed of the classes, and I'll be graduated when I'm twenty-one. From now on I'll need less money for education--no more coaches, you know--and more money for a good time."
Mr. Davidson was suspicious.
"What do you mean by a good time?"
"Oh, I'm going in for the frats, for football, hold my own, you know-- and I'm interested in gasoline engines. I'm going to build the first ocean-going gasoline yacht in the world--"
"You'll blow yourself up," Mr. Crockett demurred. "It's a fool notion all these cranks are rushing into over gasoline."
"I'll make myself safe," Dick answered, "and that means experimenting, and it means money, so keep me a good drawing account--same old way-- all four of us can draw."