“Where have you come from?” he asked.
“From Poplar Plains.”
“Did you see anything of Bernard Brooks on the way?”
“Yes, he is at the Poplar Plains Hotel. Did your father send him there?”
“Aha!” soliloquized Septimus in exultation. “I’ll tell pa, and we’ll go after him.”
“I hope I haven’t done Bernard any harm,” thought Freedom. “He’s worth half a dozen boys like Septimus Snowdon.”
CHAPTER VI. BERNARD’S DANGER.
“By the way,” said Mr. Penrose suddenly, “it has just occurred to me that I have had no breakfast.”