"I hardly like to say that I was a great friend," said the other; "he was very kind to me."
"In what way was he kind?" asked T. B. "You will forgive me for asking these somewhat brutal questions, but as you know I have every reason to be interested."
Frank smiled faintly.
"I do not think that you are particularly friendly disposed toward him, Mr. Smith," he said; "in fact, I rather wonder that you are present, after what happened at the theatre."
"After my saying that I wanted to arrest him," smiled T. B. "But why not? Even millionaires get mixed up in curious illegal proceedings," he said; "but I am rather curious to know what is the reason for Mr. Farrington's affection and in what way he was kind to you."
Frank hesitated. He desired most of all to be loyal to the man who, with all his faults, had treated him with such kindness.
"Well, for one thing," he said, "he gave me a jolly good commission, a commission which might easily have brought me in a hundred thousand pounds."
T. B.'s interest was awakened.
"What was that?" he asked.
In as few words as possible Frank told the story of the search for the heir to the Tollington millions.