Some day, when I get my cats,
I'll come back here to live, see if I don't." And Jessie nodded
with decision as she started up Cob once more.
"Oh, dear! Next year doesn't mean much fun for me," groaned Polly.
"I shall have to begin Latin and Greek and all sorts of dreadful
things, so as to get ready for college."
"Then you are really going," said Jessie. "What makes you do it,
if you don't want to?"
"It's been the family plan ever since I was a baby," said Polly;
"and there's no use in trying to change it. Besides, I don't think
I mind it much, or shan't when I once get there. I want to know a
few things when. I'm grown up, even if I'm not a lawyer or a
doctor,--but I'm going to leave that for Alan,"
"Don't worry about that, Polly," said Alan. "At present rate of
progress, if I lose a month or two of school every winter, I
shouldn't get through college till long after you were dead and
out of the way. And then, I don't think I want to be a doctor,
anyway."
"Now, Alan," retorted Polly; "that's not quite fair of you, when
you know how my heart is set on having you. a splendid doctor, and
in time taking papa's place. I've told you, time and time again,
that if I had a brother, he would have to be one; and, as long as
I haven't, you're the next best thing.
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