The thought of school sent a slight shiver down his spine.

No, he was sick of it, of the teachers, of the tedious books, of the boys who looked down upon him and kept him at arm’s length all the time, of everything that had made up his life for the last few years.

He wanted change.  He must have it.

Above all else, he wanted to be free, he wanted to do as he pleased, and now he had found a way to it, he believed.

At that moment it seemed to him that his childhood suddenly had come to an end, that his manhood had begun, and that all life lay open before him.

THE END.