“It’s no sermon now, for I have no time to waste.”
“I’m glad of it. Get out and let me alone.”
“I shall not go till I get what I came for. I will clear myself of suspicion, and I will restore to Merriwell what rightfully belongs to him.”
“You’ve tackled a big job.”
“I shall do it.”
“How?”
“Somehow—anyhow. You have disgraced me time and again, Roll, and I have stood it for mother’s sake. She loves you more than she does me, and——”
“Oh, cut it out! You’ve told me this before.”
“But for me you would have broken her heart already.”
“Good little Oliver! he was his mammy’s precious boy!” mocked Roll. “Oh, you make me sick!”