"To Wellsburg," answered Merriwell, "and get us there in a hurry. Show us what these ponies can do over twenty miles of good country road."
"Yes, sah," grinned the colored man, "Ah'll let de hosses out a notch or two, sah, jes' as soon as we git frough de village."
It was a beautiful drive to Wellsburg over an unusually level and well-made strip of road. The distance was covered in good time, and the team finally stopped in front of the Wellsburg Bank.
"Take the team round to the Franklin Square Hotel, Toots," directed Merry. "See that the horses are properly cared for. We'll drive back in time for dinner."
Mulloy and Gallup followed Frank into the bank. Merry called for the cashier. When the gentleman appeared and greeted him cordially, Frank said:
"Mr. Casin, I wish to introduce two of my friends, Mr. Barney Mulloy and Mr. Ephraim Gallup."
"Glad to know you, gentlemen," bowed the cashier, as he shook hands with both.
"These young men wish to become depositors in your bank," explained Merriwell. "They both have an account with the Phœnix National Bank, but it is their intention to close out that account and transfer the money to this bank."
"We'll be very pleased to have Mr. Mulloy and Mr. Gallup as depositors," bowed the cashier.
"They will each give you a check on the Phœnix Bank," said Frank. "I'll indorse those checks, if that will make it satisfactory to you, sir."