look further."

Then he wrote a telegram to his office in New York explaining that he
had been motoring, which accounted for his failure to call for his
passage to Banff, thoughtfully adding that the cost of his unused
sleeping car tickets should be charged to his personal account. After
composing these messages he redeemed his suitcase in the check room and
dropped it beside the Governor's battered kit bag on the platform.

"Ah! Burning the wires a little? I hope you are committing no
indiscretion, son. I was admiring your baggage; that suitcase of yours
would hold a king's wardrobe. We'll drive to the hotel, get a bath and a
solid, old-fashioned breakfast, a hearty meal such as old Ike Walton
recommended to fishermen eager for the early worm, and plan our further
travels."

The Governor commanded the best service of the inn, obtaining two
adjoining rooms with bath. He registered elaborately as Reginald Heber
Saulsbury and wrote Archie down as Ashton Comly, dashingly indicating
the residence of both as New York. In response to an inquiry for mail
for Mr. Saulsbury the clerk made search and threw out a letter which the
Governor opened indifferently and after a glance crumpled into his
pocket.

"A note from Red Leary," he explained when they had reached their rooms.
"He's slipping along slowly toward Brattleboro, where we're to deliver
that loot we've got to pick up. You will pardon my cheek in registering
for you; unwarrantable assumption. I choose Ashton Comly as a dignified
and distinctive _alias_; sounds a little southern; you may consider
yourself for the present a scion of an ancient house of the Carolinas.
As for me, Saulsbury's a name I saw chalked on a box-car in the Buffalo
yards and Reginald Heber is a fit handle to it. When I was in prep
school we had a lecture by an eminent divine on the life of Reginald
Heber, hymn writer, and that sort of thing. I'm rather ashamed of myself
for borrowing the name of a man of singularly pure life, but it's the
devil in me, lad! It's an awful thing to be born with a devil inside of
you, but it could hardly be said that my case is unique. Here you are,
also the possessor of a nasty little devil, and obviously, like me, a
man of good bringing up. That's why I've warmed to you. You tried
pulling rough talk on me at our first meeting, but you've got Harvard
written all over you. No, not a word! We are two brunette sheep far
astray from the home pastures and not apologizing f