It will make his life more tolerable." Frank harnessed his horse to a light wagon and drove down to the tavern.
Henry Morton was sitting on the piazza, as the day was unusually-warm, with a book in his hand.
"Well," he said, looking up with a smile, "I hope you have come for me." "That is my errand, Mr.Morton," answered Frank.

"If your trunk is already packed, we will take it along with us." "It is quite ready.

If you will come up and help me downstairs with it, I will settle with the landlord and leave at once." This was speedily arranged, and the young man soon occupied a seat beside Frank.
Arrived at the farmhouse, Frank introduced the new boarder to his mother.
"I hope we shall be able to make you comfortable," said Mrs.Frost, in a hospitable tone.
"I entertain no doubt of it," he said politely.

"I am easy to suit, and I foresee that Frank and I will become intimate friends." "He was very urgent to have you come.

I am not quite sure whether it would have been safe for me to refuse." "I hope he will be as urgent to have me stay.