From the outside came the shuffle of many feet and the muffled roll of voices.
Again the door to the private office opened and a clerk excitedly motioned for Mr.Moore to hurry to the front of the bank.

Moore paused irresolutely, his eyes on Brewster's face.

The young man knew the time had come when he must help or deny them.
Like a flash the situation was made clear to him and his duty was plain.

He remembered that the Bank of Manhattan Island held every dollar that Mrs.Gray and Peggy possessed; their meager fortune had been entrusted to the care of Prentiss Drew and his associates, and it was in danger.
"I will do all I can, Colonel," said Monty, "but upon one condition." "That is ?" "Barbara must never know of this." The Colonel's gasp of astonishment was cut short as Monty continued.

"Promise that she shall never know." "I don't understand, but if it is your wish I promise." Inside of half an hour's time several hundred thousand came to the relief of the struggling bank, and the man who had come to watch the run with curious eyes turned out to be its savior.