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“figured out Sahat pat” “Carter stopped short. ‘The door Shad So o"5 Sheen. burst open. rather rudely. Jordan stood before him once more, a faint smile- upon his lips. - ___** Well—-what is it now?” rasped the ~~ senior partner. = —“* Another of gentleman, ‘sir—two them, in fact. They came together.” eee -: What’ s the name?” ze “They declined to send in any name, sir. . __.in regard to the advertisement.” ~“ Well, tell them I can’t see “them! = “said - Carter impatiently. ~ “ No—that’s all. I can’t and I won’t be bothered for z = another five minutes. Tell them that, well!” “But they seem “1 don’t care what fhe seem ! not see them!” = Jordan, who knew from experience that Carter's anger was not a thing to be ~~ treated lightly; Sacked out. Just beyond the door, and only a yard _ or two down the corridor, he seémed to encounter the visitors. “Mr. Carter cannot see you, Sir, from that direction. | “He can’t? Why not?” = ~“ He’s very busy just now. He “Nonsense! ”’ said thé voice. = . Carter’s scowl, as he arose, promised trouble for some one. He strode to the door—and walked fairly into the arms of a massive, black-bearded man. He was. followed by a smaller person _ of insignificant mien, and he literally shoved the senior partner back into the. - office. _ . Then, with Jordan’s apologetic face in _ the background, the door closed sudden- ly. The big man 1 laughed with much ——__ good-nature. “Youngster said you were busy!” he remarked. ‘This Mr. Carter?” ~ “Yes.” The senior partner, bewil- _ dered, dropped almost involuntarily into _ «his chair again and stared at the intru-_ _ ders. ry There seemed to be something com- I will ¥. » y 17 came VA ee a A hl Tivtss : aoe ? 9 _ Seekers of the little black case. nt = The big man, uninvited, ee a place . = “for himself. They said they wished to see you _ - Jordan, and tell them to get out as - tell you. not that sort!” —_ — = = _pelling in the successive moves of these “Well, sir, we ‘saw y your advertisement, - and, I can tell you, we thanked the “Lord when he saw it!” —~ S 3 = “Indeed?” = 7 ; | “Yes, sir! It’s about the biggest re- | lief I've known for a year! Where was _ the case found, Mr. Carter?” . “JT don’t know.” — 3 : “Oh, don’t you? I thought you'd found it yourself. Well—I suppose the thing is to identify it and not use up your *~ valuable time, eh?” ‘The visitor cleared his throat. “ It’s a little box of black seal leather, Mr. Carter, locked ~ ‘at the front. My initials are on top.” “And what are your initials? | Sai quired Carter. His curiosity was i= turning with irresistible force. | me - t6 & BS RR. 49 “And your name?” “ Thomas Rathbone! ’” | Carter laughed outright. = ps “So your name, too, is Thomas Rath- bone? ”’ = 2 “Too? Why do you say that? of ‘“Oh, for no particular reason.” Car- = ter looked squarely at him. ‘‘See here, sir. As you say, I’m not anxious to : waste any more valuable time. I haven’t the case, I never found it, and I don’ 2 Ae know the first thing about it or you <3 See ‘any one connected with the affair.” “ But that advertisement—— “Tt must have been inserted by mis- -take—or through design on somebody's part. At all events, I can learn nothing about it, and I’ve had the newspaper of- fice on. the wire. I haven't your case— or the case—and that is all that I can ‘Good day, - gentlemen ! Seo “Good day!” The stranger’s tae went purple suddenly. “ To hell with ses your ‘ good day , = Rp “What!” cried “Carter in “utter a amazement. =< “'That’s what I said, - sir! You re-3 SS very clever person, I presume, but that a= little game doesn’t work ie es ee “Game! I——” : ee “Yes, game! When you want todeal with something soft and~ easy, ~Mr- Car ter, don’t pick out a man like me. Tm Se The senior partner’s. rage was soaring. : “See here, do you know that you're = = sitting in my private office and talki ing to me! ed = = = == - _—