"I'll do it," said Sam, and got the station master at Ashton on the wire as soon as possible.
"Yes, a telegram came in for you an hour ago," was the answer, over the telephone wire. "I sent it up to Brill."
"Will you have the operator read it to me?" asked the youth.
"Sure. Hold the wire a minute."
Another connection was apparently made and Sam heard a different voice.
"Is this Samuel Rover?"
"Yes."
"Want that message from Richard Rover?"
"If you please."
"He says he is coming up to Ashton on the train that gets here at eleven-fifteen tonight."