"Does he require help?" asked Mrs. Vivian, sorrowfully.
"He has been drinking a good deal."
"Yes, you may go up. I will lead the way to his chamber. Afterwards I want to speak to you."
"All right."
"Where did you find him?" asked Mrs. Vivian, when Frank with some difficulty had prepared his charge for bed.
"In the billiard-saloon to which you directed me. He was upstairs playing cards for money. They were cheating him in the most outrageous manner."
"I suppose they got all his money."
"Not all; but they would soon have done so. Here is his pocket-book, which I just took from his pocket."
"There are twenty dollars left," said 'Mrs. Vivian, after an examination. "They must have secured the rest. O my poor boy! Would that I could shield you from these dangerous companions!"
"I don't think they will trouble him again, Mrs. Vivian."