"I have given up all hopes of ever learning of the fate of my little boy," sighed Mr. Sumner, and as he spoke a tear stole down his cheek, which he hastily brushed away.
CHAPTER XXIII.
HAL'S BOLD SCHEME.
Hal could not help but feel a keen interest in the conversation between Mr. Sumner and his daughter. Evidently there was some deep family sorrow behind the words that had been uttered.
He stood respectfully by until Laura turned to him suddenly.
"Excuse me, but I suppose I interrupted you when I came in."
"No, I had about finished," replied Hal. "You have no further instructions?" he continued, turning to Mr. Sumner.
"No, save that you must keep from trouble, Hal."
"I will keep my eyes open, sir."