For it would be stained , even though nobody but myself knew it . Father said it was a clean name when he left it , and I can not soil it . '' The tempter was not silenced so easily as that . Elliott passed a sleepless night of indecision . But next day he went to Marwood and asked for a private interview with the president . As a result , an official announcement was posted that afternoon on the bulletin board to the effect that , owing to a misunderstanding , the Fraser Scholarship had been wrongly awarded . Carl McLean was posted as winner . The story soon got around the campus , and Elliott found himself rather overwhelmed with sympathy , but he did not feel as if he were very much in need of it after all . It was good to have done the right thing and be able to look your conscience in the face . He was young and strong and could work his own way through Marwood in time . `` No condolences , please , '' he said to Roger Brooks with a smile . `` I 'm sorry I lost the Fraser , of course , but I 've my hands and brains left . I 'm going straight to my boarding-house to dig with double vim , for I 've got to take an examination next week for a provincial school certificate . Next winter I 'll be a flourishing pedagogue in some up-country district . '' He was not , however . The next afternoon he received a summons to the president 's office . The president was there , and with him was a plump , motherly-looking woman of about sixty . `` Mrs. Fraser , this is Elliott Hanselpakker , or Campbell , as I understand he prefers to be called . Elliott , I told your story to Mrs. Fraser last evening , and she was greatly interested when she heard your rather peculiar name . She will tell you why herself . ''
`` I had a young half-sister once , '' said Mrs. XXXXX eagerly .
Brooks Campbell Elliott Fraser Hanselpakker Marwood McLean afternoon night vim