illness and his daughter, quick to see the look of pain on his loved
face, determined to stop the story for the time being.

"You must lie down, father," she said, putting her arm about him, "You
know the doctor said to be very careful."

With a promptness that bespoke good breeding the visitor arose.

"Pray pardon me," he said politely. "I have been very selfish. I will
not disturb you longer. I will come again to-morrow."

"We will be very glad, indeed, to help you, if we can," the major
replied, rather faintly, for Dorothy had not spoken a moment too soon
for his comfort.

"The real matter with which I would ask you to help me is the putting
aside, now, of the money which is in my name, and which should be
secured against enemies of my poor wife and daughter," said Miles
Burlock. "I will never again trust anything to the uncertain time when
they may be found, for I believe now they are being kept away from me by
this same scoundrel, Andrew Anderson. It may be well for you to know his
name."

"And where is he?" asked the major, his voice showing the feeling he
could not hide, a determination to deal severely with the man who had
threatened Dorothy.

"That is something I would not dare to tell even if I knew. My only hope
of getting these affairs settled so that I may sometime make amends to
my dear ones, is by keeping away from Anderson. It might not detain you