"It's not a bad idea," commented Adam.

"Go ahead," said Dan.

"The only thing is," began Samuel, hesitatingly, "I shall have to have
a little money for a start."

"Humph!" said Adam. "Money's a scarce thing here."

"How much'll ye want?" asked the other.

"Well," said the boy, "I want enough to feel safe. For if I go, I
promise you I shall stay till I succeed. I shan't play the baby."

"How do you expect to raise it?" was the next question.

"I thought," replied Samuel, "that we might make some kind of a deal--
let me sell out my share in the farm."

"You can't sell your share," said Adam, sharply. "You ain't of age."

"Maybe I'm not," was the answer; "but all the same you know me. And if
I was to make a bargain I'd keep it. You may be sure I'll never come
back and bother you."

"Yes, I suppose not," said Adam, doubtfully. "But you can't tell--"

"How much do you expect to git?" asked Dan warily.