"
Squire Haynes had just passed his cup for coffee when Bridget
entered and reported that Frank Frost was in the drawing-room and
would like to see him when he had finished his breakfast.
"Frank Frost!" repeated the squire, arching his eyebrows. "What
does he want, I wonder?"
"Shure he didn't say," said Bridget.
"Very well."
"He is captain of the boys' company, John, isn't he?" asked the
squire.
"Yes," said John sulkily. "I wish him joy of his office. I
wouldn't have anything to do with such a crowd of ragamuffins."
Of course the reader understands that this was "sour grapes" on
John's part.
Finishing his breakfast leisurely, Squire Haynes went into the
room where Frank was sitting patiently awaiting him.
Frank rose as he entered.
"Good morning, Squire Haynes," he said, politely rising as he
spoke.
"Good morning," said the squire coldly. "You are an early
visitor."
If this was intended for a rebuff, Frank did not choose to take
any notice of it.
"I call on a little matter of business, Squire Haynes," continued
Frank.
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