“Good-by! I’ll never forget!”
“Sometime—somewhere—perhaps we may meet again.”
“I fear you are badly wounded. I will not leave you!”
“I tell you I am not hurt much! You must go! Jones is dazed now, but he will recover. Father is wounded, and I must stay and take care of that hand. It is my duty. If it were not, I would show you the way.”
Still Frank hesitated.
“If you will write me something—a line, a word, just to let me know how much you were hurt.”
“Where?”
“Yale College, New Haven.”
“I will.”
“It seems cowardly to leave you this way.”