human
Twenty-two feet ten inches, announced Black.
gpt
Hotchkiss, you've got to look out for your laurels. This Freshman will beat you out if you don't improve your jump.
human
Mother, I have a chance, only a chance, mind you, to make the team that is going to England to represent Yale and Harvard. If I win a place are you and dad willing to let me go?
gpt
Yes.
human
That settles it, cried Frank, flourishing the letter above his head as he capered about the room.
gpt
I'll win out or die trying.
human
Perhaps you don't know that I'm going too.
gpt
For what?
human
To see that you keep in strict training and out of mischief.
gpt
You actually mean you would go across if I should make the team?
human
Bettcher life, came the quick answer.
gpt
I've got to do something this summer, and I can't imagine anything better than to see the Johnny Bulls properly tanned.
human
Jimmy, how about you?
gpt
I'm not a bloated bondholder like the Codfish. It's work for mine this summer. But I'll read all the cablegrams and pray for you!