But one must have some occupation; and isn't studying medicine, Condy, better than piano-playing, or French courses, or literary classes and Browning circles?
Oh, I've no patience with that kind of girl! And look at the chance I have now; and Aunt Kihm is such a dear! Think, she writes, I could go to and from the college in her coupe every day, and I would see New York; and just being in a big city like that is an education." "You're right, it would be a big thing for you," assented Condy, "and I like the idea of you studying something.

It would be the making of such a girl as you, Blix." And then Blix, seeing him thus acquiescent, said: "Well, it's all settled; Papum and I both wrote last night." "When are you going ?" "The first week in January." "Well, that's not so AWFULLY soon.

But who will take your place here?
However in the world would your father get along without you--and Snooky and Howard ?" "Aunt Dodd is going to come." "Sudden enough," said Condy, "but it IS a great thing for you, Blix, and I'm mighty glad for you.

Your future is all cut out for you now.
Of course your aunt, if she's so fond of you and hasn't any children, will leave you everything--maybe settle something on you right away; and you'll marry some one of those New York chaps, and be great big people before you know it." "The idea, Condy!" she protested.

"No; I'm going there to study medicine.