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"
I
want
to
go
to
camp
.
"
"
You
also
want
to
win
a
hundred
thousand
dollars
.
"
"
Maybe
I
’
ll
win
the
essay
contest
.
At
least
that
’
s
a
trip
to
Washington
anyway
.
Some
kind
of
vacation
after
all
year
in
school
.
"
"
Allen
!
There
are
unchanging
rules
of
conduct
,
of
courtesy
,
of
honesty
,
yes
,
even
of
energy
.
It
’
s
time
I
taught
you
to
give
them
lip
service
at
least
.
You
’
re
going
to
work
.
"
The
boy
looked
up
.
"
You
can
’
t
.
"
"
I
beg
your
pardon
?
"
"
Child
labor
laws
.
I
can
’
t
even
get
a
work
permit
before
I
’
m
sixteen
.
You
want
me
to
break
the
law
?
"
"
Do
you
think
all
the
boys
and
girls
who
help
their
parents
are
half
slave
and
half
criminal
?
"
Ethan
’
s
anger
was
as
naked
and
ruthless
as
love
.
Allen
looked
away
.
"
I
didn
’
t
mean
that
,
sir
.
"
"
I
’
m
sure
you
didn
’
t
.
And
you
won
’
t
again
.
You
stubbed
your
nose
on
twenty
generations
of
Hawleys
and
Allens
.
They
were
honorable
men
.
You
may
be
worthy
to
be
one
someday
.
"
