call Mills up and find out if he did call a meeting. The notice was on
his stationery and it is just possible that wasn't a fake."

In a few moments Mr. Stanlock was talking with Mills on the phone. The
latter was astonished, declared that he had no idea of calling a
meeting that night.

"Well, it's lucky I kept the notice," the mining president muttered.
"That'll be something interesting to show to the police tomorrow."

* * * * *




CHAPTER X.

MR. STANLOCK AMUSED.


"I understand now how a mathematician could write 'Alice in
Wonderland'," Helen Nash remarked to Marion after Mr. Stanlock had
withdrawn to the diningroom and his belated meal.

"How is that?" the hostess inquired, looking curiously at her friend.

"Why, your father, I suppose, has been thinking in terms of tons of
coal all day--"

"Carloads," Marion corrected, with a toss of levity.