The King of the School, or, Who will Win? — page 118: what you’re looking at

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112 TT a SD “ T don’t think he will risk a personal | lived about a mile out of town, having | THE KING OF THE SCHOOL; OR, WHO. WILL WIN? encounter with me, sir, and I’d like to 1 been there on business, catch him hurting.a little chap.” Doctor Whackley smiled. | While returning by a rather lonely pathway across the fields, she was over- “Well, be careful, for he is a { taken by a well-dressed young ruffian, thoroughly bad and revengeful boy. “Very good, sir. You may depend on our avoiding him as much as possible.” % * # * * C That same evening, Frank went to see his darling Kate Conway. _ Now some of you may think, perhaps, that Frank was acting in an underhand way to thus keep up an acquaintance which his mother had once so strongly condemned. But it was not so. Frank, of course, had heard from Kate’s own lips the story of her meet- ing with Mrs. Egerton, who, it must be remembered, had said nothing to her son on the subject. The King of the School was too high-minded to take advantage of that. | | He wrote home to his mother, telling her that he loved Kate Conway more than his life, and that Well, it would be useless to repeat all the young fellow said about the girl he was so fond of. However, he wound up by saying that until he had explicit commands to the contrary, he should continue to look upon the milliner as his betrothed. That was the only letter of Frank’s that Mrs. Egerton ever neglected to answer, and our readers may well guess that the hero of this little story was not greatly displeased at the very unusual silence. And so it came to pass that he boldly visited the object of his affections whenever he had a chance, and benerally found that she was quite as rejoiceu to see him as he was to have an opportunity of seeing her. On this present occasion Kate was alone, and in tears. Frank at once asked the cause of her distress, and with many sobs she told him that she had only just re- turned from the house of a lady who Are you reading the great Klondyke Story, “The Land of Gold ana Death,” in the “* Boys of England” ? Every Friday, who had followed her for some distance, and caused her great annoyance, ‘Tell me what he was like?” asked, Frank, and Kate immediately gave a full description of her persectttor. . ‘It must be Baynes, the villain!” our herd immediately exclaimed. “ The coward ? [’ll horsewhip him.” “Don't quarrel with him, Frank, darling,” said Kate, putting one arm round his neck, and resting her face on Lis shoulder. oe “But I must, my love; when I see him, or you will be subjected to some other outrage.” “No, dear; my father has gone to tell the police.” “And TU tell them what I know about him, the scoundrel !” | A few minutes afterwards Lizzie Conway came in, accompanied by the Karl of Pembridge. Lascelles also came, in the hopes of meeting the young lady who had so fascinated him at the pic-nic; but was disappointed. As happy an evening as mortals could wish to spend was passed by these young people. But at length the time came when it was necessary to part. | Kate and Lizzie would accompany the youths a short distance, trusting to each other’s protection on the return journey. The Earl of Pembridge and Lizzie walked some distance in front of Frank: and his sweetheart. Lascelles had gone on a-head to be out of the way. Presently Frank saw Lizzie tripping back in the uncertain light, she having undergone the terrible trial of parting fom her lover. “ He’s waiting for vou,” she said, “Come, Kate, let us get home.” “Good bye, darling,’ whispered Frank, putting one arm round the waist of the fair girl, and kissing her. One Penny. CONMIC OO) SS (S(O) mn