"Frank," he said, "if you have no important engagement, your mother and I desire to speak to you on a matter of some consequence."
"I was only going to call on one of my friends," said Frank. "I will defer that and hear what you have to say."
"Thank you," said Mr. Craven, smiling sweetly. "I wished to speak to you on the subject of your property."
"Very well, sir."
"Your mother is your guardian, she tells me."
"Yes, sir."
"The responsibilities of a guardian are very great," proceeded Mr. Craven, leaning back upon his chair. "Naturally there are some of them to which a woman cannot attend as well as a man."
Frank began to understand what was coming, and, as it was not to his taste, he determined to declare himself at once.
"I couldn't have a better guardian than my mother," he said.