"I doubt if he will," said Mr. Roscoe, shrugging his shoulders. "He
has a proud spirit, and a high idea of his own position, though he
is of unknown parentage, and has nothing of his own."

"Indeed!"

"I merely wish to say that you do not need to treat him as if he
were my nephew. It is best to be strict with him, and make him
conform to the rules."

"I will, indeed, Mr. Roscoe. Would that all guardians of youth were
as judicious! Your wishes shall be regarded."

After a little more conversation, Allan Roscoe took his leave.

So, under auspices not the most pleasant, Hector's school life
began.






CHAPTER VII.

THE TYRANT OF THE PLAYGROUND.