CHAPTER XXVIII.
ON THE CARS.
In a few moments Mr. Ranson came down, followed by Tony Dibble. On catching sight of Mr. Stillwell, the lawyer was greatly surprised.
"Mr. Stillwell!" he exclaimed.
"How are you, Ranson," replied my uncle gruffly.
"Pretty well, but I didn't expect——"
"Neither did I."
"I came to see you before going to New York," I broke in hastily. "I met Mr. Stillwell at the depot, and he insists on my accompanying him back at once."
"Indeed!"
"And I wish to speak to you in private before I go," I added, in a whisper.