“Is your name Fairbanks?” he questioned.
“Yes,” answered Ralph promptly.
“Wrote you a letter.”
“I received one, yes,” said Ralph. “May I ask its meaning?”
“Well, there is nothing gained by beating about the bush. I represent, as an attorney, Mr. Gasper Farrington.”
“I thought that when I read your letter,” said Ralph.
“Then we understand each other,” pursued the attorney. “Now then, see here, Farrington wants to do the square thing by you.”
“He ought to,” answered Ralph. “He owes us twenty thousand dollars and he has got to pay it.”
“Oh, yes, you can undoubtedly collect it in time,” admitted the man.
“But why all this mystery?” asked Ralph abruptly. “In an important matter like this, it 71 appears to me some regular attorney might consult our attorneys at Stanley Junction.”