“Well, if things to laugh about have not happened this night, they never did!” declared Frank.
“Then you see things in quite a different light from what I do.”
“It all depends on the mood a man is in how he looks at things, my boy,” said Merry. “In certain moods a tragedy may seem like a comedy.”
“Look here, Merriwell,” said Dick, stopping where he could face Frank squarely. “I want to know what you think about this matter now.”
“What matter?”
“This Inza Burrage business.”
Frank stopped laughing.
“Do you think just the same thing that you did?” persisted Dick. “Have you not changed your mind in the least?”
“Why, I have seen nothing to cause me to change my mind.”
“You haven’t?”