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Guy Garrick by Arthur B. (Arthur Benjamin) Reeve
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was nothing of any great importance that had been overlooked.

Dillon ordered the whole mass to be bundled up and taken off when
the other paraphernalia was removed so that it could be gone
through at our leisure, and the search continued.

From the "office" a staircase led down by a back way and we
followed it, looking carefully to see where it led.

A low exclamation from Garrick arrested our attention. In a curve
between landings he had kicked something and had bent down to pick
it up. An electric pocket flashlight which one of the men had
picked up disclosed under its rays a package of papers evidently
dropped by someone who was carrying away in haste an armful of
stuff.

"Markers with the house," exclaimed Garrick as he ran over the
contents of the package hurriedly. "I. O. U.'s for various amounts
and all initialed--for several hundred thousands. Hello, here's a
bunch with an 'F.' That must mean Forbes--thousands of dollars
worth."

The markers were fastened together with a slip in order to
separate them from the others, evidently.

Garrick was hastily totalling them up and they seemed to amount to
a tidy sum.

"How can he ever pay?" I asked, amazed as the sum crept on upward
in the direction of six figures.
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