“Which is proof enough that you have no real love for your own land in your heart. That is something I’ll never do. Some day the whole affair in which I took part may be cleared up, and I may be able to come home without sneaking back in disguise. Then how gladly I shall come!”
“All right! We’re not all alike. You’ve been to see your father this morning?”
“Yes.”
“How is he?”
“Far better than I expected.”
“He was not hurt in the accident?”
“Not much, although he was badly shaken up.”
“And your sister?”
“She’s quite well.”
“By Jove! I thought she was done for when I saw Merriwell creep out with her! That gave me a terrible jolt! Do you know, Burrage, you have a confoundedly handsome sister?”