Disko has told every one I've earned my pay." Harvey spread out his hands and rubbed the palms together.

"They're all soft again," he said dolefully.
"Keep 'em that way for the next few years, while you're getting your education.

You can harden 'em up after." "Ye-es, I suppose so," was the reply, in no delighted voice.
"It rests with you, Harve.

You can take cover behind your mama, of course, and put her on to fussing about your nerves and your highstrungness and all that kind of poppycock." "Have I ever done that ?" said Harvey, uneasily.
His father turned where he sat and thrust out a long hand.

"You know as well as I do that I can't make anything of you if you don't act straight by me.