The other members of the Pettengill household were in their respective
rooms. Uncle Ike was reading a magazine. Alice had not retired, for
Mandy always came to her room before she did so to see that her fire was
all right for the night. Alice was a great lover of music and she had
enjoyed the afternoon almost as much as Quincy had. She could not help
thinking what musical treats might be in store for them, and then the
thought came to her how she would miss him when he went back to Boston.
In the next room, Quincy was pursuing a similar line of thought. He was
thinking of the nice times that Alice and he could have singing
together. To be sure he wished to do nothing to make his father angry,
for Quincy appreciated the power of money. He knew that with his
mother's third deducted, his fathers estate would give him between two
and three hundred thousand dollars. He had some money in his own right
left him by a fond aunt, his father's sister, the income from which gave
him a good living without calling upon his father.
He knew his father wished him to become a lawyer, and keep up the old
firm which was so well known in legal and business circles, but Quincy
in his heart realized that he was not equal to it, and the future had
little attraction for him, if it were to be passed in the law offices of
Sawyer, Crowninshield, & Lawrence.
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