His thoughts were busy with
the man who had just left him, and he tried to arrange some
method of throwing the guilt upon Denton. Yet, perhaps, even
that would not be necessary. So far as Mr. Duncan knew, there
was no record in Mr. Armstrong's possession of the numbers
of the bonds, and in that case they would not be identified.
"If I only knew positively that the numbers would not turn up,
I should feel perfectly secure, and could realize on the bonds
at any time," he thought. "I will wait awhile, and I may see my
way clear."
CHAPTER XXXVI
A LETTER FROM LUKE
"There's a letter for you, Linton," said Henry Wagner, as he
met Linton Tomkins near the hotel. "I just saw your name on
the list."
In the Groveton post-office, as in many country offices, it was
the custom to post a list of those for whom letters had been received.
"It must be from Luke," thought Linton, joyfully, and he bent
his steps immediately toward the office. No one in the village,
outside of Luke's family, missed him more than Linton. Though
Luke was two years and a half older, they had always been
intimate friends. Linton's family occupied a higher social
position, but there was nothing snobbish about Linton, as there was
about Randolph, and it made no difference to him that Luke lived
in a small and humble cottage, and, till recently, had been obliged
to wear old and shabby clothes.
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