“Yes, Mr. Clemmons is said to be a very rich and influential man.”
“And Scott is his only heir, I hear.”
“He has a sister, I have heard, who is younger than he is.”
“What has Clemmons got against you?”
“I really do not know,” and Mark did not, for he did not recall having ever done aught to cause Scott Clemmons to dislike him.
“Well, I’ll tell you that he is not your friend, Merrill.”
“So I am aware, but it is a matter of utter indifference to me.”
Entering upon his duties, Mark was naturally put in the same “awkward squad” as Scott Clemmons.
The latter had been to a military school for a couple of terms, and was thus priding himself upon his being well up in drill.
He had, in fact, mentioned that he had been captain of his company at the military school which he had attended, and in various ways he had thrown out the hint that his father was enormously rich, and a man of great influence with the government authorities.