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 guardian," he continued, turning with mischievous eyes to Touchtone, "can't you come up to my room after you get through your luncheon? Harry Dexter and I are going down to the lake at four o'clock to see them practice for the regatta. But we'll have plenty of time first."

"I am going to the lake myself," said Philip. I belong to the Ossokosee crew that rows, you know."

"O, yes; so you do. Then we can all go together. You'll come, wont you?" And he seemed so anxious that Touchtone answered, "Yes," and "Thank you," at once.

Philip turned into the office, where he began giving the gentlemen there the history of the battle at Wooden's Ravine. "Served him right, Philip!" heartily exclaimed the genial book-keeper, Mr. Fisher, on hearing of the stick throwing, "and you'll find that little fellow a youngster worth your knowing."

Meantime Gerald was running lightly up the broad, smoothly polished oak stairs and entering the room that the father had engaged for his son's use. Not being able, or thinking he was not, to have the boy with him in