"They would like to see you, Dick." "Oh, your new pastor and his wife?
Will you excuse me, and wait for me a few minutes, Greg ?" asked Dick.
Holmes, nodding, picked up a magazine and seated himself.

It was twenty minutes ere Dick came out from that back room.

Then the chums started out for another stroll.
"Where are you going now ?" asked Greg, suddenly, realizing that his chum was walking at an almost spurting gait.
"In looking over my mail," replied Dick grimly, "I found a letter from Lawyer Griffin." "What does he want, You don't owe any money, here or anywhere else." "Griffin wrote me that he wanted to see me about a case that has been placed in his hands," replied Prescott quietly.
Greg started, then changed color.
"Dick," he demanded, "do you know what the lawyer's business is about ?" "The lawyer's letter doesn't state any more than I have told you." "Dick, that hound Dodge must be up to some trick!" "I imagine that's the answer," replied Cadet Prescott quietly.
"And you're going to see the lawyer ?" "Yes." "Humph!" muttered Greg.

"I know what I'd do.

I'd make the lawyer come to see me." "But I prefer going to his office." "Right away ?" "As soon as I can get there." "And you want me with you ?" "Most decidedly, Greg.