"Yes, I'm here, and I must say of all the brutal exhibitions I ever saw, this is the worst. I never saw a bull fight, but it can't be much worse!"
There was some laughter at this, and Dick looked at his crabbed uncle in some alarm.
"Have you come to see me?" he asked.
"Not exactly. I came because your father is in trouble, and I want to help him."
"Trouble? What kind—the—" began our hero.
"If you'll go somewhere and get washed up, and put some clean clothes on, so you won't look so much like a tramp, I'll talk to you," said Mr. Larabee stiffly. "I've come to take you back home, Nephew Richard."
CHAPTER XVIII
ANOTHER FRUITLESS ATTEMPT
For a moment the young millionaire did not know what to say or think. His father in trouble! Uncle Ezra had come to take him away from Kentfield! And in the height of the football season just before the first big game!