“You know I picked one from your scarf at the Derby,” laughed the man from Scotland Yard. “I was bound to have some excuse for calling on you again, and the pin came handy. This is to show that my intentions were ‘strictly honorable.’”
“You’re all right,” said Frank. “But the next time we meet, you had better trust me.”
“I will—and I’ll tell you what I am after,” said the detective, with a laugh.
“I trust you have no more such frightful adventures,” said Inza, when she and Frank talked the affair over.
“It’s not likely,” said Frank. “I’ve changed my mind about traveling any more for the present.”
“And what will you do next?”
“I am going to try for Yale, Inza.”
“College?”
“Yes.”
“Good for you. I know you will cut as much of a dash there as you did at Fardale.”