Looking around, he saw Conrad Carter, the squire's only son, on his bicycle. "So you've come home from the academy?" said Conrad, curiously. "Yes," answered Andy, briefly. He never could bring himself to like Conrad, who made himself offensive and unpopular by his airs of superiority. Indeed, there was no boy in Arden so thoroughly disliked as Conrad. "You'll have a pretty long vacation," went on Conrad, with a significant laugh. "Yes, I suppose so." "Oh, well, it's the best thing for you. I thought it foolish when your father sent you off to the academy. If the Arden grammar school is good enough for me it is good enough for you." "There is nothing to prevent your going to the academy." "I know that. My father could afford it, even if it cost a good deal more. You wanted to go to college, didn't you?" "Yes." "It was very foolish for a poor boy like you." "Of course your age and experience make your opinion of value," said Andy, with a sarcasm which he did not care to conceal. clarisonic mia"I advise you not to be too independent," returned Conrad, displeased. "Are you going to work on the farm?" "I may till I get a situation." "I'll speak to father. He might take you for an errand boy." "I don't think that place would suit me.""Why not?" "I want to go into some mercantile establishment and learn business." "That's what I am going to do when I get through school. Of course there is no hurry in my case." "I suppose not." "I suppose you know that my father has taken a mortgage on your father's farm?" "Yes, I know that."