"What makes you think so?"
"He says you'll never travel on the road and make a success of it. I told him I thought you would. Then he went into the air and swore he'd make sure you didn't. I believe he is so cranky that he's dangerous."
"I hardly think so," said Merry. "I trust he will get over it."
"And you have another enemy."
"Yes. That fellow is dangerous, and I know it. Last time I saw him, he tried to burn me to death in an old barn."
"He must have a strong reason for hating you."
"Well, I drove him out of college, but not till I had given him every possible chance to straighten up and do right. Fellows said I was a fool to give him such a chance, but I never like to push anybody down."
"If he and Mazarin got together, they might make it rather warm for you. Here is the account. Seventy per cent. is your share. I think you will find it all right."
Frank ran the account over. It was straight, and he pocketed a roll of money that made him feel like a millionaire. Then he bade Burnham good-night and started for the hotel.
At the hotel a surprise awaited him.