CHAPTER V.
AN OLD GRUDGE 1.
Sanford Quest was smoking his after breakfast cigar with a relish somewhat affected by the measure of his perplexities.

Early though it was, Lenora was already in her place, bending over her desk, and Laura, who had just arrived, was busy divesting herself of her coat and hat.

Quest watched the latter impatiently.
"Well ?" he asked.
Laura came forward, straightening her hair with her hands.
"No go," she answered.

"I spent the evening in the club and I talked with two men who knew Craig, but I couldn't get on to anything.

From all I could hear of the man, respectability is his middle name." "That's the Professor's own idea," Quest remarked grimly.