While the man made change, he walked listlessly to the counter and took up a paper. The first words on which his eye rested were these:
"FOUND: A valuable gold watch chain with three seals and a medal
of membership to the Phi Beta Kappa Society. Any person claiming
the same, can have his property restored to him by proving it to be his.
Call at — street, number twenty."
"Is this to-day's paper?" enquired the boy, his face all in a blaze.
"Let me see; no, it's an old one."
"May I have it, sir?"
"Certainly."
Frank folded it carefully, clutched the money without a word, and started for home on the run.
"I wonder what he saw in the paper," said the merchant to his clerk.
When about two thirds of the way home, Frank saw Mr. Monks come out of the front door, and take the opposite direction down the street to the depot.
He redoubled his speed, and was soon within hailing distance of the gentleman.