Frank Merriwell's Alarm: or, Doing His Best

“That is not complimentary to me!” she exclaimed. “It shows you remembered my
name, and that you are not a stranger to me. I am Mrs. Merriwell, and I am not accustomed to have my name called out in that way.”

“I am sorry,” said the young man, “but I am in a hurry, and I must go. I have a train