CHAPTER XX
THE INTERVIEW
For a moment the man whom Frank addressed remained staring dully at the
boy. Nearer and nearer came the attendants, for the little excitement at
the head of the line had been quelled.
"Your voice reminds me of someone," the man went on, "but I don't
know you."
"I will tell you who I am, if you will tell me where I can see you
alone to-night," Frank whispered, for the other patients were gazing
curiously at him.
"I can go to the little summer house in the garden at the back," the man
went on, as though it was of no interest to him. "This is my well night.
I will be there at ten o'clock."
"I will meet you," Frank whispered, and then, seeing an attendant coming
on a run toward him, the boy made a dash for the woods and disappeared.
"Who was that?" asked the guard, coming up to where Frank had stood
conversing.
"It was the king of the cannibal islands!" exclaimed one of the other
patients with a silly laugh. "He came to get me to enter into an alliance
with him. I'm Lord Nelson, you know, and he wanted my fleet of ships to
make war on the Queen of Fairy Land.
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