The following morning they found him in the river, one mile from town. His arms were clasped in a death lock about the body of another dead man.
"Sargent!" cried Havener, in a thrilling voice, as he looked down at that horror-stricken face. "He has paid the penalty! I could not have done the work, for Cassie will get well, but old Dan has avenged her!"
Havener was right; Cassie did get well, but not as speedily as he wished.
With the proceeds of the benefit Frank and his friends started for St. Louis and thither we will follow them in the next volume of the series, entitled "Frank Merriwell's Fame."
Cassie was taken to the City Hospital in St. Louis for treatment. Here she was given the very best attention, and with Frank and Havener to cheer her there was every reason to expect that she would be on the way to recovery.
"If she gets well," said Havener, "it will be due to your kindness, Merriwell. Since you took hold here you have shown us all an example of forbearance and unselfishness that will do us more good than a hundred sermons."
And if the sad-faced little soubrette had heard his remarks her eyes would probably have filled with tears of gratitude and she would have said:
"Frank is the best fellow in the world."
A sentiment which all our readers will surely indorse.
THE END.