CHAPTER XVI

DAVID BAKER’s OPINION

HE next week David Baker came I to Lindsay. He arrived in the afternoon when Eric was in school. When the latter came home he found that David had, in the space of an hour, captured Mrs. Williamson’s heart, wormed himself into the good graces of Timothy, and become hail—fellow-well-met with old Robert. But he looked curiously at Eric when the two young men found themselves alone in the upstairs room.

“ Now, Eric, I want to know what all this is about. What scrape have you got into? You write me a letter, entreating me in the name of friendship to come to you at once. Accordingly I come post haste. You seem to be in excellent health yourself. Explain why you have in— veigled me hither.”

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