"I wish you had been in Guinea, before you proposed running away from school this morning," continued Leon, growing angry again, and slamming his cousin's rifle down upon the bed.
"You were ready enough to join in with me," retorted Frank. "But go back on me if you feel like it. I can take care of myself. I am going to straighten things out in a hurry."
"What do you intend to do?"
"I intend to clear out, and I shall not be long about it, either. Father says I must stay here and go to school every day; but I'll show him whether I will or not. I wouldn't be afraid to bet him the twenty dollars I've got in my trunk that I'll see that western country before he does."
Leon sat down on the bed and looked at his cousin without speaking.
CHAPTER XVIII. LEON MAKES UP HIS MIND.
"Your father couldn't have come here at a worse time, could he?" said Leon, at length.
He was disappointed rather than angry. His uncle had formed some very elaborate plans for his enjoyment, and also Frank's, and they had knocked them all on the head by running away from school.