“Morning, Gowan. Wounded man’s not dead, I hope.”
Chapter Thirty One.
In more Hot Water.
Frank gazed sharply at the doctor, but remained silent, his countenance being so fixed and strange that Captain Murray took alarm.
“Hang it, Frank lad, what’s the matter? Why don’t you speak?”
He did not wait to hear the boy’s answer, but rushed at once into his bed-chamber and returned directly.
“Here, what is the meaning of this?” he cried. “Where is young Forbes?”
“Gone, sir,” said Frank, finding his voice.