"Frank, you do not know what is best. You are too young."
"Then you are quite determined, mother?" asked Frank, sadly.
"I cannot draw back now, Frank. I—I hope you won't make me unhappy by opposing it."
"I won't say another word, mother, since you have made up your mind," said Frank, slowly. "When is it going to be?"
"I do not know yet. Mr. Craven wants it to be soon."
"You will let me know when it is decided, mother?"
"Certainly, Frank."
He left the room sad at heart. He felt that for him home would soon lose its charms, and that he would never get over the repugnance which he felt against his future step-father.