you dislike the place. Very well, we will move."
"But where to, Frank?"
"This isn't the only house in Greenville, is it, mother?" asked Frank, smiling reassuringly.
"What's more, Greenville isn't the only town in creation. Stop your fretting, now. I've got a grand plan, and I am sure to carry it out. Just leave everything to me. My head is just bursting with all the ideas that interesting balloonist has put into it. Why, mother, If I can only get a start, if I can get hold of a few novelties and do a little advertising—"
"Oh, Frank, It takes money to do all that!"
"And brains. Mostly brains and industry, Mr. Gregson says. Mother, now or soon, here, at Greenville or somewhere else, I am determined to give the mail order idea a trial."
"Mail order, Frank?"
"Capital! excellent!" cried Frank with enthusiasm. "Why, mother, you have suggested the very catchy name. I will use to advertise by—'Mail Order Frank'!"
