“Promise me that, Phil?”
“I promise.”
“I wish I could go with you, Phil,” said Frank, with a boyish impulse.
“No, it wouldn’t be wise for you. You have a good home, and you will be better off there than among strangers.”
“It might be your home, too, Phil.”
“Thank you; but I shall be better away from Norton for a time.”
A minute later, Frank said suddenly:
“There’s Squire Pope coming. He will see you.”
“I don’t care. He won’t take me back.”
“Get behind the stone wall, and I will wait and interview him.”