"He
certainly is all right," said the boy to the father, looking wistfully
after the President.
Almost to the other room had the President gone when he, too,
instinctively looked back to find the boy following him with his eyes.
He stopped, wheeled around, and then the two instinctively sought each
other again. The President came back, the boy went forward. This
time each held out both hands, and as each looked once more into the
other's eyes a world of complete understanding was in both faces, and
every looker-on smiled with them.
"Good-by, Curtis," came at last from the President.
"Good-by, Mr. President," came from the boy. Then, with another
pump-handly shake and with a "Gee, but he's great, all right!" the boy
went out to see the cinnamon-bear at the "Zoo," and to live it all over
in the days to come.
Two boy-hearts had met, although one of them belonged to the President
of the United States.
CHAPTER XVIII
ADVENTURES IN MUSIC
One of the misfortunes of Edward Bok's training, which he realized more
clearly as time went on, was that music had little or no place in his
life.
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