traordinary meeting
of the Board of Directors called to meet the exigencies of the
demise of Worthington and the great robbery. With a heavy heart
he resigned the following up of the missing Randall Clayton to the
company's advisory attorneys.

Day by day he had breathlessly watched every telegram brought in,
every delivery of the mails. Neither letter nor dispatch from the
girl wife broke into the gloom of these days.

He dared not disobey her positive injunctions. He feared to leave
New York City and go to Detroit to meet her, and only the meager
results of private telegraphic inquiry, as well as the chattering
journals, told him of the arrival of Miss Alice Worthington, now
the greatest heiress of the Lake States, in her palatial Detroit
home.

Senator Dunham's easy-going counsels had been of no comfort. To
the millionaire politician, the natural ascendancy of Ferris over
the girl's future and fortune seemed "to close the incident."

Secure in his "block of stock," he returned to the delights of
Newport, where the Senatorial toga was duly flourished in the gayest
circles.

But, a crafty scoundrel, warned by his own uneasy conscience, Arthur
Ferris took alarm at the "Social items" of the Detroit Free Press.

When he learned that Miss Worthington intended to visit New York
City, accompanied by Messrs. Boardman and Warner, the executors
of her father's estate, on matters connected with the probate of
the will, he realized that he was in imminent danger.

He used every means of rapid information, and only gleaned the
meager news that the public funeral of the dead Croesus would be
deferred for a month until the "various civic bodies" could "take
appropriate action."

The Detroit papers were filled with the reverberated reports of
Randall Clayton's mysterious crime, "by which astounding peculation,
the millionaire's estate would possibly shrink several hundred
thousand dollars." And yet--no trace of the fugitive!

Ferris already scented his deadly foe in Mr. John Witherspoon, who
daily visited the offices of the Trading Company, passing him with
a mere formal bow, when engaged upon the books and papers.

It was with a thrill of new alarm that Ferris learned from the company's
advisory attorneys that Mr. Witherspoon had been commissioned by
the executors of the estate "to make a thorough investigation into
the alleged defalcation of the still missing Clayton."

Ferris was baffled when he sought to spy upon