He didn't come in here." The hostler was aroused from his sleeping position on a bench in the corner, and directed by Carlton to bring out his buggy.

During the time he was away, the latter made a hurried search in and around the house.
Not finding the object thereof, he muttered, in an under tone, a few wicked oaths; then, jumping into his vehicle, he put whip to his horse, and dashed off towards the city.

He had Wilkinson's due-bills in his pocket for various sums, amounting, in all, to nearly two thousand dollars!.