Now it seemed that the opportunity had again presented itself.
"She's a dear old lady," Blix said; "not a bit strong-minded, as
you would think, and ever so much cleverer than most men. She
manages all her property herself. For the last month she's been
writing again to Papum for me to come on and stay with her three,
or four years. She hasn't a chick nor a child, and she don't
entertain or go out any, so maybe she feels lonesome. Of course
if I studied there, Papum wouldn't think of Aunt Kihm--don't you
know--paying for it all. I wouldn't go if it was that way. But I
could stay with her and she could make a home for me while I was
there--if I should study--anything--study medicine."
"But why!" he exclaimed. "What do you want to study to be a
doctor for? It isn't as though you had to support yourself."
"I know, I know I've not got to support myself. But why shouldn't
I have a profession just like a man--just like you, Condy? You
stop and think. It seemed strange to me when I first thought of
it; but I got thinking about it and talking it over with Papum,
and I should LOVE it. I'd do it, not because I would have to do
it, but because it would interest me. Condy, you know that I'm
not a bit strong-minded, and that I hate a masculine, unfeminine
girl as much as you do."
"But a medical college, Blix! You don't know what you are talking
about."
"Yes, I do. There's a college in New York just for women. Aunt
Kihm sent me the prospectus, and it's one of the best in the
country.
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