Now, can't you come out with me ?" "No, I can't come out now, Ruthven; but come into this room with me." There for the next hour they chatted, Frank giving a full account of all he had gone through since he came up to town, while Ruthven gave him the gossip of the half year at school.
"Well," Ruthven said at last, "this old Horton of yours must be a brick.
Still, you know, you can't stop here all your life.

You must come and talk it over with my governor." "Oh, no, indeed, Ruthven! I am getting on very well here, and am very contented with my lot, and I could not think of troubling your father in the matter." "Well, you will trouble him a great deal," Ruthven said, "if you don't come, for you will trouble him to come all the way down here.

He was quite worried when he first heard of your disappearance, and has been almost as excited as I have over the search for you.
"You are really a foolish fellow, Frank," he went on more seriously; "I really didn't think it of you.

Here you save the lives of four or five fellows and put all their friends under a tremendous obligation, and then you run away and hide yourself as if you were ashamed.

I tell you you can't do it.