"I think so too, Mr."

"My name is George Castor. And who are you?"

"I am Dick Rover, sir."

"Rover, I must thank you for your services. I shan't forget you,
not me!" and George Castor held out his hand cordially. "I think
I made a mistake by drinking with those fellows."

"I haven't any doubt of it, Mr. Castor."

"Do you reside in town?"

"No, sir; I am stopping at the hotel with my brothers. We just
came into town tonight on rather a curious errand."

"Indeed, and what was that?"

In a few words Dick explained the situation. He had not yet
finished when George Castor interrupted him.

"My boy, you have done me a good turn, and now I think I can
return the compliment."

"Do you mean to say you know something of this case?" demanded
Dick eagerly.

"Perhaps I do. Describe this Dan Baxter as well as you can, will