"
"I have two friends, then, at any rate," said Frank to himself. "That is
something."
CHAPTER VII
A SCHOOL FRIEND
Early Monday morning it had been the custom for Frank and Mark to take
the train for Bridgeville, to enter upon a new week at the academy.
Frank felt that it would be better for him to go back without any
further vacation, as occupation would serve to keep him from brooding
over his loss.
"Are you ready, Mark?" he asked, as he rose from the breakfast table.
"Ready for what?"
"To go back to school, of course."
"I am not going back this morning," answered Mark.
"Why not?" asked Frank, in some surprise.
"I am going to stay at home to help father," said Mark, with a glance at
Mr. Manning.
"If I can be of any service to you, sir, I will stay, too," said Frank,
politely.
"Thank you, but Mark will do all I require," replied his stepfather.
"Very well, sir."
Frank appeared at the academy with a grave face and subdued manner,
suggestive of the great loss he had sustained. From his schoolfellows,
with whom he was a favorite, he received many words of sympathy--from
none more earnest or sincere than from Herbert Grant.
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