“Is it possible?” asked the stranger, showing agitation. “Are you sure?”
“Yes, I am sure. I saw the certified check on a Carson City bank. He was broke this morning, but now he has money to burn.”
The stranger lifted a glass to his lips. His hand trembled somewhat. All at once, with a savage oath, he dashed the glass down on the bar, shivering it to atoms. As he did so, the hairs of his beard caught around the stone of a ring on his little finger, and the beard was torn from his face, showing it was false.
The face revealed was black with discomfiture and rage.
It was the face of Leslie Lawrence!
Frank’s old enemy was again discomfited!
CHAPTER IV.—IN THE SMOKER.
So Frank took the company back to Denver. He was able to do so without depositing the check till Denver was reached, as Horace Hobson furnished the funds, holding the check as security.
Hobson went along at the same time.
While on the train Frank made arrangements with several members of his company in the revised version of “For Old Eli,” when the play went on the road again.