The color which had left his fresh cheek returned to it quickly, and he turned his eyes away.

Yet he had seen nothing in his companions' eyes but affection--with even a certain kind of tender commiseration that deepened his uneasiness.

"I suppose," he said desperately, after a pause, "I ought to go over to Boomville and make some inquiries." "At the bank, old chap; at the bank!" said Demorest emphatically.

"Take my advice and don't go ANYWHERE ELSE.

Don't breathe a word of your luck to anybody.